Today is flower show day in our village. Both my wife and I are heavily involved, one way and another. My wife is mostly a contestant. She is our gardener and main cook.
There is no class for spreadsheet design, but I devised the score sheets which keep a record of everything and do all the adding up. And as a result, I’m scorer and enterer of information.
I am helped, enormously by daughter in law – but this year 11 month old granddaughter may prove a distraction.
Son and daughter in law will also enter items. Last year son won the photography cup. Maybe I can win it back this year.
I also enter some items in cooking and fruit and maybe some other odds and ends.
I have cheese scones and here they are straight from the oven.
I need five for the show and I can find a well matched five here. They look good to me – but the decision is in the hands, eyes and taste buds of the judge.
My peanut butter fudge has proved a winner (literally – first prize) for the last two years so I shall enter it again.
Now I reckon that looks better than it did last year. I just won’t tell you the amount of butter and sugar that goes into this. They must be incredibly unhealthy. But they are yummy!
But do they stand any chance against my wife’s truffles? I sneaked a photo. Clearly, they are not displayed.
Amongst the garden produce – my wife knows her onions!
And the bramley apples look passable on what has been a poor year for them.
There will be a lot of entries from our family but what we crave most is competition. We are at our happiest if we do well AND other people do well.
It would be grand if we had a lot of new exhibitors at the show this year.