My Last Flower Show

 This stunning photo, is the best illustration of the presence of goats of Llandudno . Recently the council has rounded up some of the younger goats and the Billy’s of the splinter heard and have transported them to new sites in Bristol and Bournemouth, but the majority of the herd remains intact here with contraceptives administered to the females wild now on the Orme

This photo was sent to me by Facebook yesterday. It was dated 4 years ago “today” and was taken at the very last Flower Show  when I was Show Chair and general dogsbody 

The lady in the photo was a new exhibitor to the show. She was the mother of an ex colleague of mine who had suffered severe depression following an extensive stroke. It was her first trip out in public.

As part of some rehab, her daughter had suggested that she enter several of the art classes of the show and because of the fact she had indeed entered most she managed to name the most points in the art section, which meant that she won the Rowenna Wrigley Cup.

When I called her name out, amid the crowded hall she promptly burst into surprised and happy tears and joyously skipped forward for me to present her with her trophy, The photo captured that moment when she hugged me her thanks.

There is something incredibly moving and infectious in someone else’s genuine happiness 

Of course the lady’s stroke had made her more emotionally labile that she was normally but that didn’t detract from the sweetness of the event.

The audience sensed the importance of the moment and clapped enthusiastically 

Loud and long

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