Contents of the Spring 2011 Northants News
The 2010
Branch Show Hugh
Balhatchet |
The
2010 Branch Show
- the Show Secretary’s Perspective The
Annual Show was again held at Billing Garden Village and it proved to be another
successful venture - both in terms of the show/display that was setup over the
two days, and for funds raised for the Branch. Preparation,
staging, judging - in fact pretty well everything (stray rabbits excepted - see
the online Show report) ran really smoothly, which was a nice surprise; perhaps
the experience gained over the last two years has finally made an impression on
my organisational skills! 290
plants were entered by 12 exhibitors - both numbers up from last year, helped by
support from members from three other branches. Dorothy Minors ably judged the
Show and she remarked on the good quality of the plants displayed. She still
managed to provoke (the usual?) debate over some awards; however, I’ll not
hear a word against her, as she gave my Dudleya 1st prize in the Echeveria
subgroup class! Thanks
to everyone who helped out over the two days, and special thanks to the staff at
the Garden Village. Hugh |
Hugh at the Show Sec's table |
It’s
behind you! The
black rabbit creeps up on Diana at the Show. |
Ed: This piece was received just a little late for inclusion in the Autumn edition, even NN has a deadline! However it gives me a chance to put another couple of pictures from the Show in the magazine and remind you that this year’s Show is on the weekend August 13/14th, 2011. It is at Billing Garden Village again. Please pop the date in you |
Euphoria
Stephanie
Bahja |
‘Euphoria’
Definition -
medically recognised state of a profound sense of well-being and an overwhelming
sense of contentment. Euphoria is generally considered to be an exaggerated
physical and psychological state, sometimes induced by the use of drugs and not
typically achieved during the normal course of human experience.
Stephanie
receives the Novice’s Shield from Chairman Barry at the 2010 Show. |
Well, I had been sowing some seeds of Lophophora
williamsii (Peyote
cactus) the day before. My fellow members had
made me aware of their hallucinogenic
properties
at the last club meeting. Was it this that had caused me to have these
wonderful emotions? I'd recently started drawing my state pension,
giving me free prescriptions, free bus pass, winter fuel allowance and I
don't have to pay National Insurance any more....maybe it was this.....
I had just received news from the NHS that, following their kind
invitation at reaching 60 to undertake a bowel cancer test free of
charge (rather than the normal birthday card and cake) I was free from
at least that dreaded disease… My allotment (my first year) is
producing the biggest marrows, squashes and pumpkins I'd ever seen…
was it this? I'd had the builder round my house on the Sunday morning
(second day of the Northampton & Milton Keynes branch show), he
quoted me £400 less than the previous quote to repair minor subsidence
damage to my house… could it be this...? It was none of these. What brought on such an overwhelming, wonderful feeling was winning at the show. Shall I, shan't I? I'd spent days deliberating whether I should enter. This was big boy territory. I'd felt 'safe' just going to the monthly club meetings. Was I brave enought to go outside my comfort zone. Heart in mouth I'd emailed Hugh with my entry the day before the final date. I'd picked out the plants I was going to show, tidied them up so they looked presentable, but was that enough? My inexperience means of course I don't know what the standard is. Would it be enough that 'they looked alright to me'? |
I couldn't stay for
the judging on the Saturday - yet more taxi work for me to undertake (daughter
to work). So I kept myself busy for the rest of the weekend, trying to put to
the back of my mind what the outcome of the judging had been. I had to pick my
plants up on the Sunday afternoon. When I got to the Garden Centre I asked my
daughter (who yet again I'd had to pick up from work) if she wanted to stay in
the car whilst I went inside. I really didn't want her to come in because if I'd
failed miserably I didn't want her to see my disappointment. She didn't want to
stay in the car!! When we got inside, to my horror, I couldn't find my plants
They were not on the staging where I had left them. Had they been booted out for
being so disgraceful? Panic started to set in, oh my God, I'm never doing this
again - how embarrassing. I asked Diana where they were and intially we couldn't
find them (more panic). Then, low and behold, there they were....with two Firsts
and one Third - wow, wow, wow. That's when this feeling of euphoria started to
overtake me. Suddenly I wasn't thinking straight, a big smile was all over my
face and I was gabbling unintelligibly, only then to be told by Barry that I'd
also won the Novice’s Shield. I think I had a mental blackout for a few
seconds. I felt young and giggly, and if it wasn't for the bad knee I could have
danced - what a high! The presentation took place, Trevor was taking photos and
people were clapping. I was going to have my name, (MY NAME) engraved on the
shield… I even let Trevor take a picture of me holding one of my big marrows,
(to be used against me at a later date no doubt!!). If this is the feeling you
get when you win something at a show then all I can say is ' I GET IT'. Stephanie |
Ed:
‘To
be used against you at a later date?’ This
Ed wouldn’t dream of it!
It’s funny but I can still remember the thrill of success in winning a prize card in the ‘Open’ section at our Show years ago. In those days we had a show in three sections. ‘Open’ - to all, ‘Closed’ - where the top three exhibiters were excluded and there was a ‘Novice’ section as now.
Another Show report for 2010 can be found at this link