Well actually not off to Loch 2.5c. Trip postponed until tomorrow at the earliest so that rogue caravanner now leaving home will have to frustrate another well meaning and hasty motorist.
So we have an unexpected chance to take part in today's annual village show. The wife is frantically digging up potatoes, rhubarb, plucking peas (hazardous amongst the nettles), broadbeans, looking fior the last jar of blackcurrant jam for the industrial section and about to choose 4 kitchen apples to be pulled from the tree-possibly not quite ripe but there you go. 1145 am is the deadline.Huttonian has to put in 4 tomatoes from the 100 or so which are ready. Sadly little prospect of success as the judges seem to go for large round ones- ours are of the cherry variety-sweet, succulent but small. Our other variety are huge, wrinkled, spotty, and quite unshowable.
WE will let you know how we get on but on past perfomances expectations are not high; although one year the wife carried off the rhubarb prize and boosted our cash reserves by 70p. Tomatoes actually got a second prize one year-it was a cold summer and there were not many entries. Well, two actually but 50 p is not to be sniffed at.
