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 We saw the steam traction engines similar to the one restored in the
television programme `Salvage Squad`. These engines were manufactured in
pairs, a left and right handed engine standing at opposite ends of the
field, hauling the ploughing implement alternately between the two engines
by means of a heavy duty steel cable, as in the picture here:
There was the customary dog show, in which our two year old black
labrador, not being the most obedient of dogs unless there is food in it for
him, was NOT entered. He did, however, spend considerable time making the
acquaintance of some of the very pretty girl dogs who were preening
themselves for the judges.
We strolled into the largest of the marquees, housing the craft
stalls and competitions, where we spent a happy hour or so just enjoying the
entries. Yes, we were tempted to buy this and that, but on consideration
voted against anything that might involve more dusting.
We saw the flower show entries and some wonderful flower
arrangements, that reminded me how cack-handed I am. And the fruit and
vegetables with the biggest of pumpkins and onions made my efforts look puny
(though they probably taste better). The cake competition took up four
stalls, for there were entries from dads as well as mums. There were
paintings and several competitions that children had entered, making many
delightful and innovative objects. I couldn`t help but wonder at the effort
people had gone to, just to be a small part of this impressive annual event.
There were huge combine harvesters to admire, and we realised what
giants these awesome machines are and very hi-tech these days too. Most
farmers hire in contracters who own these huge harvesters, to do the work.
Not many could afford the £120k or so necessary to buy one.
At the equestrian display, we were greeted by horse lovers in tweeds and
plus fours who turned out to be friends and acquaintances. We didn’t
recognise them at first, knowing them rather better in green wellies, flat
cap and scent of `eau de cow pat`.
 A final stroll round the stalls, and I did succomb, buying a limited
edition print of a farm scene for much less than half the price the chap a
few stalls further down was charging.
It was a wonderful afternoon, seeing the very best of human nature,
helped of course by the beautiful weather. I wonder how much the fact that I
am now in my later years helped me appreciate this very British event? If
there is one in your neck of the woods, don’t miss it.
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