This week I took a trip into the city of Exeter to catch up with a friend and to return a library book. I do not miss the roughness of Sidwell Street at all. Exeter was noisy, busy and grubby. The central library is a jewel though and my friend and I enjoyed a chat over a pot of tea in the nice café.
And then it was off to another annual event, this time in the pouring rain and somewhat chilly air. We walked down to the High Street where we boarded a free shuttle bus which took us down the A30 to a muddy field for the Honiton Agricultural Show. We squidged through the mud between various stalls, some agricultural, many financial, and many local groups and charities. It was well into the afternoon before we came across the hardy souls from the Observatory standing by their modest gazebo and a couple of telescopes.
One of the highlights was a delightful Sheep Show, the sheep displaying their individual characters as they took their place on the display podium. Sheep are funny! There were high class dairy cows, huge shires, and the most amazing horse riders performing tricks such as running alongside the horse then jumping back on and interweaving at speed.
The week was rounded off with a trip to Babbacombe to enjoy the 50th anniversary concert by Showaddywaddy. I rocked. Everyone rocked. Babbacombe was quite nice too. Tired but happy, we had a quiet outing to the world as a garden planting at Plant World on the way home on Sunday.



