What a busy weekend! A time off from milking cows, a persistant wife and I set off for the Michaelmass Fair at the nearby town of Bishop's Castle. Like all towns locals tend to shorten the names, as in this case to 'The Castle'. One of our interests is local history,and as part of the 'Fair' there was an exhibition of churches, chapels and village halls in S W Shropshire. A lot of hard work by the Historical Society.
There were many other events going on including a procession of steam engines and vehicles wonderfully restored, gleaming from any amount of spit and polish. Doreen noticed one of the drivers whose hands were as black as coal. She said "I'm glad you don't come home with hands like that". Well what is on my hands is a little easier to get off, although it does keep the sinuses open!
The nights are drawing in with a great speed. We keep our Herefords by the Shrewsbury to Montgomery road during the day. In the evening they follow me down to the night pasture away from the road. They are easily tempted by a few cow nuts. The cows at their troughs and their calves rush to the creep feeder. They arrange themselves inside and all that can be seen is a row of bottoms. Having read elsewhere 'a moment on the lips a lifetime on the hips', I hope that that is certainly true
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They all looked pretty good and content today, grazin' and suckling, red and white against the green of the field. We were on our way back from another south Shropshire institution - Harry Tuffin's Car Boot...and since you ask - rubbish today.
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