You know it's been a busy few days when you send your husband off to work for the week with a bag full of dirty jeans and instructions on washing them when he reaches his destination.
Our local show was this Saturday just gone,
involving many days of preparation, a full and busy show day, followed by the clean-up, de-briefing and tallying of figures.
This year we hosted a Brahman Feature Show, with an excellent line-up of Brahman cattle vying for top spot, somewhat of a practice run before heading into town for the Beef Week celebrations only a couple of short weeks away.
Jess enjoyed her fifteen minutes of fame as a catwalk model,
though the moves she'd been dazzling us with in the lounge-room at home were nowhere to be seen on show-day.
There was little time for rock-climbing with junior parading commitments also beckoning.
These girls, the Crackup Sisters, flew in from Brisbane and stole the show. Providing some slapstick entertainment as well as guiding a great number of kids through some whip-cracking manoeuvres, they were wonderful crowd pleasers.
(Thankyou Pam for the photos ... by this stage of the day I didn't have another trip to the car for the camera left in me).
Another year, another show.
A phone call from a neighbour has meant a trip to Bottle Tree yesterday, back again today.
Looks like we'll be wearing our cleanest dirty uniforms again today.