Quick video as a taster
Look closely and you can see Gay Gordon, Auntie Gladys, The Prof and teenage boffin Cameron
The 2015 Flower Show
Suffice to say thank you to everyone who helped organise it, entered it and supported it.......
Thank you x
Snippet
6.40 am
On the way to the station
John: " You'll have to get your own teathis evening"
The Prof" I hate The Flower Show"
On the way to the station
John: " You'll have to get your own teathis evening"
The Prof" I hate The Flower Show"
What the fuck ARE you doing with my avocado?
Tomorrow morning I will officially collate the entries to the Flower Show in the village Hall. Given the poor summer we have had and the total lack of good vegetables I know the gardening classes will have a poor showing, as they have done in the Prestatyn and Mostyn Flower Shows, but so far the locals have pulled together and have entered just over 360 classes which is not bad at all.
I am now off for a very large Gin and tonic
But will leave you with my novelty vegetable entry!
Bottoms up!
I am now off for a very large Gin and tonic
But will leave you with my novelty vegetable entry!
Bottoms up!
Its amazing what someone can do with an avocado and a cashew nut
A Matter Of Language
Recently I have read discussions about the sex life of former Prime Minister Edward Heath. Many of these refer to him as a pederast and a sexual predator whereas another , a news website , excitedly described him as a "homosexual with a liking for young boys" .
Now, non of us actually know the truth, and indeed Heath may have been a gay pederast but what I take exception to is the blatant linking of the words homosexual and child abuser.
I think it's lazy and it's dangerous.
When Jimmy Saville got outed as being a nasty abuser of young girls the media didn't once refer to him as that " middle aged heterosexual with a thing for teenage girls" so why lump gay men in with abusers of male children ?
The misinformed, the bigots, the confused, and the just plain thick all too many times confuse bog standard gay men with the abusers of kids.....sure abusers of both sexes are out there and have always been out there .
Just don't associate one with another eh?
Okok I know.....it's all a bit heavy for a Trelawnyd smallholder
So I shall leave you with my entry for the Class of " homemade greetings card"
Kinda good eh?
I'm a right fucking sad sack
Flower Show HQ
I slept in heavily this morning and only woke up with a start when at 7am I heard the phone ringing.
In my hurry to answer it, I caught the leg of my boxers on the bedroom door knob and had a devil of a time hanging over the top of the stairs.
I think I've done myself a bit of a mischief in the old groin region.
Anyhow with Flower Show Day approaching the cottage has taken on the appearance Dorothy's house from The Wizard Of Oz AFTER the tornado had hit. It's a mess only Flower Show Secretaries from around the world will understand....
I will leave you with a few photos of the chaos .....and promise not to bore you with such larks tomorrow...hey ho
In my hurry to answer it, I caught the leg of my boxers on the bedroom door knob and had a devil of a time hanging over the top of the stairs.
I think I've done myself a bit of a mischief in the old groin region.
Anyhow with Flower Show Day approaching the cottage has taken on the appearance Dorothy's house from The Wizard Of Oz AFTER the tornado had hit. It's a mess only Flower Show Secretaries from around the world will understand....
I will leave you with a few photos of the chaos .....and promise not to bore you with such larks tomorrow...hey ho
Flower Show HQ READY for action
The trophies have mostly all been returned and cleaned
Mine and The Prof's herb exhibits all ready
The jam jar vases for the tea tables, all prepared
Tired & Emotional
The older I get, the more emotional I get.
it's a simple fact that I am not ashamed of.
Is it a product of genes?, after all my father was a big crier in his latter years and would be often caught sniffing into the arm of his armchair at a family reunion on Cilla Black's " Surprise Surprise!" every Sunday evening.
I don't think so.
I think it's a product of being more comfortable in your own skin, added to the fact that I have had only 2 hours sleep.
Tiredness would get even the likes of Himmler crying into his swastika embroidered hankie me thinks.
when I am tired I make it a point NOT to listen to sad music featuring a slow piano piece. I refuse point blank to watch ANYTHING on tv featuring rescuing pets, meeting your mother who abandoned you when you were 3 months old and tv movies with the title " who will look after my children?"
old re runs of "Little House On The Prairie" can be fatal too, especially the later episodes when Mary went blind............oh and never watch the Disney movie "UP" when you yourself is "Down"
you will be blubbing for hours......
I could feel myself starting to wobble this morning over something .....but the timely intervention of Claire (the wife of the affable despot Jason) with a car full of kids with their entries all ready for the novelty veg competition cheered me up no end...I wish the same could be said for the Prof who is will be busy printing out the 50 or so International Novelty Veg entries at home later..........how the mighty academic have to cope with the degrading printing of photos of tomatoes with large cocks ...its a great leveller
it's a simple fact that I am not ashamed of.
Is it a product of genes?, after all my father was a big crier in his latter years and would be often caught sniffing into the arm of his armchair at a family reunion on Cilla Black's " Surprise Surprise!" every Sunday evening.
I don't think so.
I think it's a product of being more comfortable in your own skin, added to the fact that I have had only 2 hours sleep.
Tiredness would get even the likes of Himmler crying into his swastika embroidered hankie me thinks.
when I am tired I make it a point NOT to listen to sad music featuring a slow piano piece. I refuse point blank to watch ANYTHING on tv featuring rescuing pets, meeting your mother who abandoned you when you were 3 months old and tv movies with the title " who will look after my children?"
old re runs of "Little House On The Prairie" can be fatal too, especially the later episodes when Mary went blind............oh and never watch the Disney movie "UP" when you yourself is "Down"
you will be blubbing for hours......
I could feel myself starting to wobble this morning over something .....but the timely intervention of Claire (the wife of the affable despot Jason) with a car full of kids with their entries all ready for the novelty veg competition cheered me up no end...I wish the same could be said for the Prof who is will be busy printing out the 50 or so International Novelty Veg entries at home later..........how the mighty academic have to cope with the degrading printing of photos of tomatoes with large cocks ...its a great leveller
Gay Gordon's Massive Cake Box
Working tonight has cocked up some of my list ticking off today, but I have got most of what I needed to do today, in an effort to catch up after our week away.
I've collected moreshit ( sorry stuff) for Auntie Gladys ' stall, chased up a few final raffle ticket buyers and have persuaded a few of the villagers who have beautiful gardens to enter some of the flower classes.
I had just collected a few of the trophies from last year's best garden winners when Gay Gordon appeared at the door of his and Big Mary's neat little bungalow
" HELLO FLOWER!" he bellowed down the street " I HAVE SOMETHING VERY SPECIAL HERE FOR YOU"
I giggled coquettishly and jogged over, and he led me into the living room where a large white cake box took pride of place in the middle of the sofa!
" IT's MY BIGGEST AND BEST YET!" Gordon boasted with justifiable pride
" 8 EGGS AND HALF A PINT OF BRANDY HAS GONE INTO THAT BABY!"
I opened the box and there inside was the largest and heaviest fruit cake I had seen since he made the previous one for last year's show .....(that one as I recall had to be transported in the footwell of Gorden's invalid trolley.)
" IT'S BETTER THAN MY LAST ONE !!!!!" Gordon tittered " BIG MARY'S OVEN IS MORE CONTROLLABLE THAN MINE"
Big Mary beamed from her arm chair.
" DO WHAT YOU WANT WITH IT FLOWER" Gordon said " RAFFLE IT, CUT IT UP AND SELL IT.....AS LONG AS IT HELPS THE DAY OUT!" He looked at my shorts and added " CAN I HAVE THEM SHORTS AFTER YOU HAVE FINISHED WITH THEM?"
Gordon loves a nice pair of shorts!
I promised that he could have my shorts after I had worn them out and heaved the cake from it's resting place on the sofa.
I nearly did my back in carrying it to the Berlingo
I've collected more
I had just collected a few of the trophies from last year's best garden winners when Gay Gordon appeared at the door of his and Big Mary's neat little bungalow
" HELLO FLOWER!" he bellowed down the street " I HAVE SOMETHING VERY SPECIAL HERE FOR YOU"
I giggled coquettishly and jogged over, and he led me into the living room where a large white cake box took pride of place in the middle of the sofa!
" IT's MY BIGGEST AND BEST YET!" Gordon boasted with justifiable pride
" 8 EGGS AND HALF A PINT OF BRANDY HAS GONE INTO THAT BABY!"
I opened the box and there inside was the largest and heaviest fruit cake I had seen since he made the previous one for last year's show .....(that one as I recall had to be transported in the footwell of Gorden's invalid trolley.)
" IT'S BETTER THAN MY LAST ONE !!!!!" Gordon tittered " BIG MARY'S OVEN IS MORE CONTROLLABLE THAN MINE"
Big Mary beamed from her arm chair.
" DO WHAT YOU WANT WITH IT FLOWER" Gordon said " RAFFLE IT, CUT IT UP AND SELL IT.....AS LONG AS IT HELPS THE DAY OUT!" He looked at my shorts and added " CAN I HAVE THEM SHORTS AFTER YOU HAVE FINISHED WITH THEM?"
Gordon loves a nice pair of shorts!
I promised that he could have my shorts after I had worn them out and heaved the cake from it's resting place on the sofa.
I nearly did my back in carrying it to the Berlingo
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