The 100th Annual Horticultural Show
held in the village I grew up in.
Not much has really changed over the years,
the society are a well greased family,
and the show always runs as smooth as clockwork.
Everyone doing their part to make for a wonderful day.
After a major flap trying to get all his entries displayed before 10.30,
my Dad won the cup for his vegetables.
(though he had to share it with a fellow competitor, much to his dismay!)
He definitely had the biggest prize winning onions however!
I even managed a second for my raspberries!
More prize winning tomatoes from father.
My Mum is the secretary and spends, all year it seems
procuring raffle prizes for the grand raffle.
My Grandma used to help fold the tickets,
but since her passing I have helped out,
as it really is a nonstop job.
This year however my Aunt F helped out
along with my brothers girlfriend.
My Brother and Dad act as parking attendants
Not forgetting my Aunt M who dressed this huge teddy
and asked if you could guess her birthday?
Well I didn't get a prize for my cushion
(mine is the middle one, my friends next and my Aunt E)
I was a little miffed as mine was hand sewn..
..it's the taking part!!
oh I suppose I did get commended.
Look at this entry!
Those aren't real veggies
they are all knitted by my Aunt F!!!
In the floral section this was my Mother in laws entry,
not bad out of 12
especially as she was getting ready for her bric a brac stall
which locals have come to love,
and which I was helping on.
Well it's all over for another year.
The months of preparation all over in the blink of an eye.
I'll leave you with a last glimpse of my Dad's cabbages!