North and East of the area we have been discussing is Tatton itself.I have written much about this show which has given me happy memories. Tatton is a show for horticulture so there are no cattle, sheep or other livestock.But what Tatton misses in terms of animals it more than makes up in its plant life. It has a glorious abundance of a wide range of ornamental flowers and vegetables and the market of high quality goods is superb.
I did like the Chatsworth Show, set in the hills of the Peak District in the family estate of the Dukes of Devonshire. Chatsworth is a good experience. Maureen had won a voucher for a night's stay in a hotel, which we gladly accepted, so we drove across the Pennine Hills, crossing the stark beauty of Tideswelĺ Moor, to reach the renowned spa town of Buxton, where we were to stay. But the Chatsworth Show is more than just a flower show. When we went there were talks about a variety of subjects. There was a display of military parachuting and one of WW2 military vehicles .It was a vain try, but I looked for my father's old armoured car, whose name I know, Hunter, but to no avail. It went for scrap metal, I suppose, and Dad was glad to see the back of it. What impressed me was that the Duke himself came out of the mansion, along with the Duchess, and greeted the assembled visitors. He need not have done that.
Shows with a warm welcome are not restricted to Chatsworth with its friendly duke. The Southport flower show, while not considered one of Britain's most important shows, impressed me with the diligent way in which the show chair went round the stalls before the show welcoming stallholders. We were two in number, Horticultural advisors sent by the Chartered Institute of Horticulture to give guidance on gardening matters to the general public. There were no medals available for us that day, but the atmosphere at Southport was warm and friendly. I was delighted by a group of women who gave a display of spinning and hand knitting. The knitting reminded me of my mother, a fine knitter.
Southport is set in a narrow park which extends along the sea front adjoining the Lancashire town's expansive beach. It is a pleasant place where many elderly folk seek retirement properties, and the show is a cultural attraction in a town that is a very civilised place.
Poynton is a pleasant little show set in late August and lasting for one day only. I attended as a volunteer on a display stall run by my local district association of the National Vegetable Society. It is a Cheshire village and as a small district it is too small to concentrate exclusively on flowers and vegetables, so it has displays of the crafts in which there is local expertise. These include wine making and keeping poultry and small animals. I enjoyed sampling the wine, but for legal reasons purchasing wine from an unlicensed vendor is illegal in Britain. There is a display of local cattle and a competition for the best presented cow. I remember once standing outside the horticulture tent when a woman ran up and asked was I a judge. I told her that I was not and that I was a horticultural consultant. She was late for the cattle show and needed to be in the ring. Farmer's wife in a hurry. I directed her to then show ring and she sped off to seek her agricultural destiny.
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The saplings were not ready for planting in Spring.
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That same paragraph also indicates that your son's fruit saplings had not been ready for the spring show.
Might your son have had saplings that were ready for the spring-show sales? If so, what kind were they?
The saplings were about a year old, which is the normal age for friuit saplings. The fruits included a wide range of Apple trees, some pears, small numbers of quinces, plums and damsons
The first paragraph in the first subheading, Beginning in the west, describes the son of the famous country-living website author, Frank Beswick -- ;-D -- as selling fruit saplings.
What age and what kind of fruit saplings endear themselves to autumn show-goers in the three Wales-bordering British-Isles counties?
We cannot know the intricacy of stately homes. What passages are found there. The owner's of these mansions give away few secrets
Your second paragraph under the subheading Northwards caused me to consider something.
A visiting Finnish professor explained to my political science seminar that Sweden has a network of walking trails that come quite close to money- and power-holding homeowners. He furnished no explanation for what the latter do should they need to leave and trail walkers are in the area. Might they greet but go on, greet and stop or have underground routes to get them out? (That option might have come up in a Daniel Craig Bond movie!)
You note in your wizzley that "What impressed me was that the Duke [of Devonshire] himself came out of the mansion, along with the Duchess, and greeted the assembled visitors. He need not have done that."
What occurs if cabin fever or necessity or prior scheduling requires their leaving and they prefer not to acknowledge -- apart perhaps distantly head-nodding or waving -- people not part of their family and friends on their property?
Would they perhaps have an underground tunnel from an underground parking?
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In particular, I like the possibility of plum tea. I never would have thought of it -- not that I dislike it -- on my own!
I like Apple and plum, but in general like a lot of teas
These questions are somewhat related, because of country wines perhaps prompting thoughts of country teas, and somewhat unrelated, because about teas (absent from this wizzley ;-D).
Ragnar Jónasson authored his most recent book, with the current Prime Minister Katrín Jakobsdóttir.
Reykjavík: A Crime Story temporally is set variously in 1956, 1966, 1976 and 1986. The two co-authors mention 1986 as the year in which fruit teas and toast became popular for breakfasting, brunching, snacking Icelanders.
All things tea, in my mind because of my English/Irish/Scots ancestors (apart my belovedest, coffee-drinking, English, paternal Grandmother Rose ;-D), suggest the British Isles.
Celestial Seasonings suggest peach and raspberry as favorite tea flavors.
What would you suggest as scrumptiousest fruit teas according to British-Isles markets and from your experience and preference?
Metal containers can be quite attractive.
Is there a certain kind that's favored for these shows? What metal would you suggest for home containers such as I'm contemplating?