Apparently, it's the Longford Show today and the organisers will be congratulating themselves on arranging some fabulous weather. The showground is only a couple of streets away so we can clearly hear the annoucements wafting on the breeze. Marilyn and I won't be going. Our days of wandering around gawping at baby animals and looking at the culinary efforts of local school-kids are long gone. I'm trying to remember when was the last time we went to one of these events. I took Marilyn to the Royal Easter Show before we were married, so let's say 1965 and the next show experience was at Mole Creek in about 2012 or 13.
Jamie's ex-wife, Melanie had landed on us with her two sons in tow. At the time, we were living in Deloraine and, struggling to keep the boys amused, we realised that Mole Creek Show was on, and it had a great reputation. We spent most of the day there but gawping at tables covered with sponge cakes and embroidered doilies soon loses its charm. The boys behaved themselves and enjoyed the ice-creams and stuff we bought but nobody at the end was saying, "We must do that again."
Have country shows had their day? I'm certainly not the right person to ask.
(I forgot to post a story yesterday but nobody has complained. That probably tells me something.)
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