The Young Farmers had scrubbed the shed to within an inch of its life. It gleamed. Only the residual pong of its previous inhabitants lingered to remind the guests at Huw's 'Do' that this was the beef cattle's winter quarters.
A well stocked bar, seemingly constructed of old pallets and black plastic silage wrap, awaited the thirsty. The caterers were primed and ready to stuff beef into baps. The guests; young and old, grannies and grandads, babes in arms, friends, neighbours, most of Shropshire YFC and a couple of opportunistic dogs assembled to celebrate Huw's 21st birthday.
But what's this in the corner? And why are those leggy girls wearing ersatz lederhosen and Bavarian titfers?
'This in the corner' turned out to be a Bavarian style oompah band. This was Bier Keller night - and probably the most fun you can have in a cow shed with 200 other people. There was swinging and swaying, drinking and dancing on the tables, all to the most curious medley of songs accompanied by piano accordion, drum kit and euphonium. The three members of the band were dressed appropriately, displaying very hairy legs between their very short hosen and knee length socken. A strange costume.... The girls were all Young Farmers making good use of costumes made for an event at the West Mid Show last year. I'm very impressed that someone went to the trouble of appliqueing 'Huw's Do' on their seat - complete with correct apostrophe too. The old farmer next to me studied her behind for a long time - but on reflection I don't think grammar was on his mind.
We clapped and stamped, linked arms, sang and slurped noisily into the night, leaving shortly before midnight with oompahs ringing in our ears. What a good party that was.
All was very quiet and still back at Lower House. Very quiet.