Awards and Accidents...

Although living with chronic pain has meant reducing my working life at first to skeleton and then just some dusty ashes of itself, the good news is I am still adding awards to my CV.
In fact, the Longford Show recognised the merits of the work of all the clan - we managed to win 7 prizes between us all. (Although only some of us know how it feels to win first prize...) (The sad pride with which I say that shows just how reduced my life has become)

Breaking with tradition, I entered the category of six best decorated queen cakes...

which duly took the show by storm.

The Da's prize-winning eggs can be seen here in the centre, nestled on a plate of straw.

Unfortunately we had no entries in the Childern's section.

And none for the finest heifer either.

But to round the day off in style, I fulfilled a dream by getting to use a digger to fish ducks out of a tank. (Plastic ducks that is...)

Unlike all the savvy farmers and farmers' sons who got all the ducks out in seconds, I managed to mash the tank with the digger and break it, resulting in a lovely fountain-like sheet of water tumbling gaily out of it for the next while...