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Sept. 24, 2005 The Melbourne show is coming to an end, and although I had taken my youngest son Peter I decided I would go again for another look. So on Saturday, grand final day of the footy, you think it wouldn’t have been so busy, I went with my good friend Anthony and we wandered around the show. I was a little disappointed that there were no pigs but got over that pretty quickly when we saw a sheep that had just given birth to two baby lambs. I wasn’t so much interested in the rides; some of them are damned scary. I get more enjoyment at looking at the animals and chatting to the farmers. It just makes my desire for a farm grow that little bit stronger. The show this year was deemed the “greatest show ever”. I’m not sure I would have quite gone to that extent. Don’t get me wrong it was a really good show but I think last year was pretty good too, except when the mad mouse car fell off the tracks and the chair lift broke getting people stuck, floating mid air. This year though they had changed the mad mouse to something else, although it looked too similar to the same thing so there was no way I was getting on it. They had not run the chair lift, and instead of the Holden precision driving team, which I sadly wanted to see, something about guys in v8 utes. This year we got to see “Sampson” the monster truck, now that was good. I had never seen monster trucks, never realised how loud they were. There was also a rocket man, who jet propelled himself along the ground, interesting, very loud but not that exciting really, the cannon ball girl I missed sadly, shame that I wouldn’t have minded seeing some girl shot out of a cannon, but I was busy talking to a man about alpaca’s by then. Also there were two very talented and perhaps suicidal young men on motorbikes. I was very grateful not to have my children present at this time, they want motorbikes badly, and they worship the crusty demons, yes that’s a little too worrying for this mother. Of course not to forget the fairy floss, now this is the best part of any agricultural show, or fair. There is nothing better than sitting in the stands watching the equestrian and getting hyped up on whipped sugar they call fairy floss. Speaking of equestrian we sat and watched as young girls rode their horses to me what seemed to be perfection, to the judges that looked like a bouquet of flowers in their bright pink and red outfits with matching hats the girls obviously weren’t because after two minutes of riding around they got sent back to the stalls with tears in their eyes. I felt sorry for them, that was until I could hear a couple of the mothers, then I felt sorry for them for having mothers that were more into the horses than they were. Anthony and I went for a wander through the dog judging section; this I must say is quite the laugh. If you have never before seen dog judging I would highly recommend you go. A lot of the women actually look like their dogs, I seriously didn’t believe the jokes of this but yes folks they do. They go there with their bottles of wine, their biscuits and their avocado dips and talk down their noses about their bitches and sires. I thought about my Nellie dog and thought I would just not fit in. Nellie would be jumping all over the place, not laying calmly in that little box all the dogs lay in and I’m not very good at snobbery. But all in all the show was good, lots of fun to be had there, and something in which can only get better. I only have one thing to say where were the pigs? I like the pigs that’s one of the main reasons I go to the show is to see the pigs. ------------ Email Samantha King: writing_girl_29@hotmail.com Tell a friend about this site! ------------ All articles are EXCLUSIVE to Useless-Knowledge.com. Please link to this article rather than copying and pasting it onto your site (which would be unauthorized and illegal). |
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