Thursday evening, Church Stretton School gym and the 'opening night' of 'The Little Red Tractor'. Chirbury and Marton Young Farmers and their band of loyal supporters foregathered, well scrubbed and eager to please, and in the case of the supporters in the audience, be pleased.
Chirbury and Marton were last on the bill and a collective bag of nerves. Wem and Ludlow presented two polished and amusing perfomances and had certainly warmed the audience up. Our team were well received and put on a very good show, pulling out all the stops. Lots of singing and repartee, the stuff panto is made of. Only another two nights and 5 more clubs to go and we should have a result. I suspect it will be amongst the honourable mentions and not the prizewinners.
That blasted song: 'I go Oo' Oo, Oo ' etc was sung FIVE! times at the end of the show so is still lodged in my brain despite my best efforts to replace it with something less annoying. Why are some tunes like that?
Then another day of sleety rain, which settled white over. A bitter wind howled down from the north too and the sky a slate grey. We collected a load of trees and shrubs from the Derwen Garden Centre and heeled in the bare root specimens before the cold got the better of us.
Today Alan has a mini-digger and with the help of Dan is moving soil and will eventually get on to digging tree pits. Next week's works is cut out for us, planting. As I write this the sun is shining on Badnage Wood and all the clouds are light and fluffy ones but the wind chill factor brings the temperature down down down. My workers are muffled, hatted and gloved and demanding regular infusions of hot tea.
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