Another few "thank yous"

This is just a "postscript" to the previous blog entry....the blog entry where I thanked all of the Flower Show committee and helpers for a job well done.
I forgot to thank all of the competitors in the show itself.
Despite losing our Post Office ( the main Flower Show Schedule distributing HQ) and several of our traditional Vegetable experts to ill health, the village community and stalwarts from nearby Prestatyn came up trumps to give us one of the biggest shows we have had in recent years.
New entrants from St Asaph and a quartet of novice show "girls" from Dyserth ( whose near hysteria at winning several classes was terribly infectious!)....filled in the gaps left from old friends of the show, and I was so pleased to see the likes of The Cameron family, Jean Smith and Eirlys Dutton wipe the board with many of their entries (all villagers that really have not entered much before).
To me, that's what a flower Show is all about.......giving it a go!

Before I go,may I say another quick "Thank you" to Wendy (left) 
An avid blog reader and supporter of Trelawnyd activities
She very kindly gave me a little pressie, a book entitled "The Good, Good Pig"
I wonder where she got the idea from?
Answers on a postcard
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The Show 2011

I don't want to see another standard rose,polished beetroot and children's car made from an egg box for at least another year.
It has been a tiring day, but true to Trelawnyd form....we have just held another successful  Flower Show.
I will leave you with a photographic record of the day...suffice to say, I need to give a big thank you to the flower show committee:- namely, Sylvia, Terry, Anne, Carole, Heulwyn, Irene, Derek , Auntie Gladys and to the small band of helpers who turned up today to get us through another year.
It has been a tiring but excellent day!

The Vegetable trugs

The Winning basket of veg

Arts and Crafts

The domestic classes were hugely impressive

The Veg tables

Domestic classes

The hydrangeas with children's art 

Flower Classes

Floral Art ( I got second with my red flowers in a baked bean tin

Photography

Before we started

After the doors opened

Gladys starting her raffle

This year's Show seemed busier than last

The SHOW

Knackered ! Some of the committee stll smiling at the end

Maurice with bonnet

Now this is Bulldog abuse

but it sums up just how much they can sulk

Put a bonnet on Constance and she would need intensive counselling
off to bed.......

On the way home

Now this did make me titter

22.41pm

Its twenty to eleven and I have just taken my quiche and apple pie out of the oven in readiness for the show. It has been a busy day
The kitchen resembles Kew Gardens as a dozen entries from people unable to set up their own exhibits cover every surface 
Apologies for not  catching up with blogs (a wonderful relaxing Friday night habit)... I need a gin and tonic

Flower Show Build Up

Every year I worry about the number of entries to the Flower Show, and every year I needn't have done so.
This year our entries ( including the Childrens' art from the school) number around the 400 mark which was a real boost to the committee, who have worked all morning preparing the hall and the refreshments for tomorrow's show

Auntie Gladys with some of her 100 scones all freshly baked today

"Cleavage" Evans collating the entries

Terry sorting out signage

Irene (acting show Treasurer) Bric-a-brac

Heulwen and Ochan sorting the raffle

Tablecloths all ironed with a vase of garden flowers on each!

Off to pick my veg......

Pecked in the eye

I can blame Christina Perri's mournful song "Jar Of Hearts" on the "agricultural" accident I have just suffered at the hands of a frightened turkey and a considerable lack of concentration.

During a dreadful rainstorm at dusk I was locking up the animals, whilst listening to some popular tunes on my digital radio.

This rather sad song came on , and I was immediately struck by it and by the voice of Christina Perri...so much so that I was not looking at what I was doing and I lowered Boris into his house for the night without noticing that the other stag turkey Bingley was already inside sheltering from the rain.

Poor Boris, he was not expecting to be plonked right next door to his Nemesis and he panicked, lashing out at me with his sharp beak, as he did so.

He caught me a good one right in the corner of my right eye, and did so with so much force, he knocked me back onto my arse.

God I was lucky, apart from a nasty pain in my eye and a large bloodshot bruise on my eyeball, there was no more damage!.....I could have easily lost my eye.

Its very easy to forget just how powerful these domesticated animals can be....

Whatever next?

only a month or so ago, I was literally goosed in the goolies by Winnie....

Perhaps next week I will be poked up the rear end by a bolshie guinea fowl?

Show Preparation

Villager Stan reviewing the flowers in our 2009 show

Tomorrow the flower show committee meet early doors to set the Memorial Hall up for Saturday's Show and to collect and collate the entries.
There is a phenomenal amount to do, but traditionally as we are all under the mindful supervision of Show Secretary Sylvia "The Cleavage" Evans, who documents every step, most "i's" will be dotted and most "T's" crossed.
Today I need to  drive to Mold to collect notice boards on which we will display the school's junior entries (Mold ! What an unfortunate name for a town, I always thought)
I need to wash and iron all the Show's tablecloths for the tea tables (I used them all for my open day.)
I have to bake three cakes to be eaten by Show Visitors as well as collecting several of the entries from people that cannot get to the show "set up" on Saturday.
and I have not forgotten that it is my responsibility to sort out the cut flowers for the tables, pick up the milk for the teas and finally sort my own entries out .


Yes there is a great deal to do.....
Thursday is usually a day I look after my brother. This week he has been admitted to our local hospice for a week's respite care,so I have the morning free to catch up with the necessary flower show jobs. This afternoon William and I will call in to see him to drop off some dvds.
I was going to take Constance but I dont think his hospital issue ripple mattress is quite up to a 25 kilo bulldog's need for comfort and joy.
William with his gentle nature is much more suited for hospital visiting.

One more hen down with a bad chest....The rest seem ok for the moment