Ninfield and Hooe
Eras...Ends and Beginnings there of!: I suppose it’s one of those things that just happen as one gets older...a realisation and reflection on how things change through the years, come to a sad end, or get ‘rebranded and refreshed’ to become ‘something new and original’...not! But, hand in hand with this reflection, goes a heightened sensitivity with the consequential, inevitable emotional response! I think I’ve always been a bit soft...certainly too soft to make it ‘Big in Showbiz’...not hard-nosed enough, and minus the hide of a Rhinoceros I’m afraid - Aha! some of you have highly raised eyebrows of disbelief..?! Well, take it from me, it’s the truth.. Anyway, now older but no wiser, it’s amazing just what ‘sets me off’.. This last weekend was joyously lachrymose pressing apples up at Rural Pastimes, the sun shone, the site was packed, and many people came up to our marquee for a glass of juice and a natter, bringing small children to see the 100 year old press, or parking their dogs while they had a break; really delightful. I also took two of our Canine Crew into the dog show...my adorable Nora-Noo, who came third in the Veteran class (she’s 11 this Saturday) and her son Winston- Winni-the-poo, who won Best Cross Breed, and came third in the Best of Show. Me? ‘Tears are Us’! Very proud Mummy! And now, today, as I write, my Nora-Noo is in surgery, having a mammary strip and spay, because of ‘suspicious lumps’...Me? Yes, ‘Tears are Us’...so frightened for her and praying she’s ok. We lost our eldest, ‘Eric-a Dawg’, on Carnival day...well, you can guess how that felt.. ‘the Crew’ are ‘of an age’ now...the end of this era is looming.. Winni and Bramble-Kat are the beginning of the next...And so, in greater reflection, and after the Goodbyes on the Athletics Stage this weekend alongside the celebration of new talents.. Tears may be flowing, but cheers will hopefully be following.