Today was another very grey day here so I looked back for a sunny picture from my sister Mary’s portfolio to brighten things up by way of the guest picture of the day. It shows the Victoria and Albert Museum with a paddling pool.
The forecast was very gloomy for the day but when Sandy and I drove up to Bentpath early in the morning to put our pictures for the show into the tent, it was at least dry. It started to rain as we drove back home and things looked rather ominous for the show.
After breakfast, I had to go and get petrol as the car had been beeping at me to fill up as we drove down from Bentpath and then I visited the producers’ market to stock up on fish, cheese, honey and venison. It was lucky that I was in the car as rain lashed down just as it was time for me to go home.
A few minutes later it had stopped and Sandy joined us for a cup of coffee.
This was the pattern for the day as the rain came and went and I got a moment to look round the garden in a dry spell after Sandy had gone home. Unsurprisingly it was still wet out there.
There were bright spots though.
And there were still plums waiting to be picked.
After lunch, I stayed inside, out of the weather and did a tricky crossword until it was time to put on waterproof trousers and wellies and go back up to the flower show to see how we had done.
I picked Sandy up and we were pleased to see that the weather was looking a tiny bit brighter as we went up the road and for the moment at least there was no sign of rain.
We were greeted at the show field by a fine set of scarecrows….
…one of whom was particularly pleased to see us.
In spite of the gloomy weather the show was in full swing and there were a fair few people in the tents. We joined them and Sandy was very pleased to see that he had won the cup for most points in the photographic section. As he had claimed two firsts, four seconds and a third, he had won the cup by an ample margin.
I had a first, a second and a third so I was reasonably pleased too but very conscious that having been walloped by Sandy at two shows running, I will have to up my game a bit. Mind you, Sandy is a good photographer so it is no shame to lag a bit behind him.
The afternoon stayed dry but it was still very dark and gloomy so it was not a day for happy show snaps. There were only two terriers in the terrier race…
…and one was much better at jumping than running so that contest was exactly thrilling.
I had hoped to get some exciting pictures of the trail hounds leaping fences, fording the river and racing to the finish in the show field but the bad weather on the hill tops had obviously put them off severely because they didn’t come down the hill and into the field to complete the trail at all and the owners went off to try to find out where they had got to.
I had to make do with a distant shot of the leading two runners in the fell race reaching the select crowd at the summit before coming back down.
A bright spot was the success of one of one of Mrs Tootlepedal’s cardoons in gaining a first prize for a friend who had used it in a flower set piece.
I looked at some machinery that had been lined up for people to guess what the original use was….
…enjoyed an unusual angle when viewing at the church across the river…
…and tried not to slip over in the mud.
All that was left to do was to wait for Sandy to collect his well earned trophy….
…and then drive home. As we left the field, it started to rain again so we felt that we and the show’s organisers had been very lucky with the weather, all things considered.
I had some fish for my tea and Mrs Tootlepedal cooked some delicious courgette fritters to go with it so a quiet day ended well.
No flying bird on such a gloomy day but a the brightest bloom I could find in the garden, a rudbeckia, as flower of the day.