City girl enjoys show
PUBLISHED: 16:02 18 August 2008 | UPDATED: 22:12 15 June 2010
HAILING from the city, I was treated to my first agricultural show on Thursday, writes Herald reporter Angela Brennan. Not wanting to do things by half, what better than to go to one of the largest one day shows of its kind in the country? Now in its 118t
HAILING from the city, I was treated to my first agricultural show on Thursday, writes Herald reporter Angela Brennan.Not wanting to do things by half, what better than to go to one of the largest one day shows of its kind in the country?Now in its 118th year, the Honiton and District Agricultural show is held on 140 acres of land - purchased by the Association in 2003.Impressed by the vastness and range of stalls - showcasing anything from local farming crafts to hunting gear - I slowly made my way around the show.Not knowing my bison from my bovine, I was introduced to Christopher the bull. A yearling, in fact. And his owner was a true farmer. Ken Farmer, from Dunkeswell. A regular attendee of the show, he gave me some background information and tips on spotting the different species.After talking some more bull, it was time to move on and take a trip down memory lane - with the vintage tractors.With more than 90 vehicles entered, the machinery made a colourful display on what had turned into a grey evening. Moving on to the West of England Hound Show, I discovered this is one of the more popular attractions, attracting entries from around the country. One visitor told me this was the main reason she came to the show.I watched both the puppies and older hounds perform with interest, but failed to understand the scoring system. Was the dog or the owner's performance being judged? I glimpsed the carpentry and weaving skills of Gavin and Brigette Graham from East Budleigh, a wheelwright and chair seater, respectively. It was the first time I had come across such work in action and was unaware that wheelwright's craft is said to be among the oldest known to man - dating back to prehistoric times.But perhaps the highlight for me was the tug of war competition. I looked on as the competitors grunted, screamed and cheered as they gave it their all. Inspired by their passion, and learning it was about skill as well as size, I considered entering my five foot stature into the game... Well, maybe next year.
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