Humble pie
It’s been a week since the Awards and I reckon I’ve just about recovered enough to write something on the Black Sheep.
From what I can remember it was a great night enjoyed by pretty much everyone who attended.
Certainly those of you that I spoke to seemed to be having a good time (free champers always helps), and the category winners were obviously thrilled to receive their awards, and rightly so.
I’m confident that this event is set to remain part of the Agricultural calendar for many years to come, and – who knows – next year we might even get some music afterwards.
Speaking of the after-dinner entertainment, time seemed to slip down a rogue wormhole in the make up of the universe as I could swear I only had time for a quick bash on the poker table, a rousing thrashing of Mr Art Editor on the air hockey table before it was time to bundle into the back of the cab and slump there for the ride home.
A quick word Re: Kate Humble, who is much lovelier in the flesh than on TV, and also quite tall.
