We went to the Lincolnshire show on Wednesday, and it was good fun. The only thing I can compare it to is the county fair, only more competetive. Maybe a cross between a county fair and a State fair? Anyway, it was a strange experience.
I got to see a side of Britain that I normally don't. We usually associate with the working classes and sometimes with the middle class. The sort of people who participate in the show are upper middle class to upper class. These are the landed gentry and lesser nobles--the ones who one property and horses and family jewels. Here's a video clip I had Martin take just so everyone could hear a "real" posh English accent...
Dylan had a great time looking at the animals, though the first time he saw a horse it scared the life out of him. To be fair, this wasn't like the horses dad and grandpa Cook ride back home. This was a thouroughbred--a hunter. It was MASSIVE, and surrounded by a pack of "honds" (that's hounds for all us plebs not educated at Eton and Oxford)!
After some quick cuddles with me, he was just fine. That first view just scared the life out of the poor little guy!
He really liked the dogs. Only a few went around the arena with hunters on horses. These ones had handlers on foot, but they were still in silly little outfits.
We took a quick trip over to see the livestock. Dylan is fascinated by sheep, so we spent a lot of time there. Martin especially liked the local breed--Lincolnshire long-haired sheep. Dylan liked them all!
We also went over to a stall hosted by Rand Farm park. They brought aminals for the kiddies to pet, and Dylan loved the donkeys!
It was a really windy day, but we had a great time all the same. Next year will be even better!
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Looks like you guys had lots of fun- I love the sheep also:) You guys seem to get out a lot which is great. We don't lately- Greg is in Seattle this whole week. This should be the last trip for a while.
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