It’s no secret that I’m a fan of baby animals that are cute. I’m quite specific when it comes to which ones I like, but either way, it doesn’t seem like a sensible idea to take me to a country farm show. Where there are cute baby animals. For sale.
No, I didn’t get one. Sadly I didn’t have £75 on my person, but if I did… well, we could be having a very different conversation right now.
I went to the Gillingham & Shaftesbury Show with my parents, because we used to live on a farm in that sort of area. A little bit of nostalgia never did anybody any harm.
We went last year as well, although then it was just my father and I. Dragging my mother along meant we not only got to ogle the farmyard machinery…
…but we also spent time cooing over the rabbits as well.
I will finish with this picture of a chocolate fountain, as it sparked my other blog post of the day.
Yum. Chocolate. Life is good.