Wooden stuff. I loved this bowl.

Not sure what this was judging.
Amusing Things to do with Fruit perhaps?
("Tell them one about the Mau Mau")

Gift wrapping.
I think mine look better when I have the money to do it to my satisfaction, but then I didn't agree with their prize giving, so I doubt I'll enter next year.

And flower arranging which I admire and wouldn't even know where to start in official terms. I can arrange to my own satisfaction (and Mum's admiration) but I work only to my personal taste. I enjoyed them anyway.

Oh, Heavens! The B & T S tipper is a Thames Trader and I remember them being a familiar sight during my childhood.

How quickly the years do pass.:thepain:

Lovely miniature gardens.

Did the fox say anything?

A couple more for one of my official sponsors, Limey.
Otley Brass Band.

I loved the little chap on the bongos, but it was hard to get a shot of him.

He said, "You're gonna hear me RO-ARRR! uh uh uh ohohoh"

Actually it was probably something about socks and blocks and clocks.

Ferrets.
Rescue ferrets. Which I found quite funny, until I stopped by to listen to the charity's stories of abandoned ferret rescue. And then I queued up to pay the 50p suggested donation to pet a ferret.

They were so gorgeous and the stories so harrowing (mischief!)

Chicks with... well, just chicks really.

"Stop Judging Me! Oh, that's the whole reason I'm here? Okay, sorry. I'm such a bird brain."

And no, this chicken hasn't been blow-dried, it's a silky.
A breed I've known two people to keep. They lay tiny and beautiful blue eggs.

Is it time for dogs?
It is.

Taken partly because there were so many of every kind at the Show - and nary a badly behaved or killer dog amongst them. And partly to please the dog-lovers. And partly of course to prove to Bruce that I don't believe the only good dog is a dead dog.

I don't really approve of fat collies though.

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And of course my totes fave dog photo is because of a man...

I think we just have the birdies left to go!
This show of birds of prey was lively and informative. The handler told the story of each of the birds as he introduced them, many were rehabilitated by him after the people who kept them as trophies realised they could not cope with them.

Some other birds he had looked after had been sold on to zoos for breeding programmes and once in a while he was able to provide a bird for future release, if he had it young enough.

In general though, he kept and exercised the birds and took them to schools for educational purposes and exhibited them at shows. Almost all of them flew, there was one which wouldn't and one which couldn't.

He was very engaging, but was very strict about how people and their children (and dogs) should behave while any bird was loose. I saw his big show on the main ground, and it was very impressive. Then a smaller one, where I took the photos, which did not involve flying but allowed a closer look at the birds. He also showed off his impressive collection of scars, to further reiterate that these were not domesticated animals, merely ones who had decided to work with him for food and shelter. Like Diz. Except for the work part.

No pictures of the scars?


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