Tuesday, 30 September 2025

Lets Talk About Sunday

It was an early start to The Heads Of The Valley Champ Show on Sunday - damn it was still dark. With one 10 minute stop on the way, we got there in good time. It's a 168 miles from door to field, something that could be done easily in three hours if it wasn't for the twists, turns and speed limits, but to be honest these days I much prefer these routes to the motorways. Though google maps took us off onto "new road" and didn't take us through Abergevenny like we usually do, we had no difficulties getting to the venue. 
It was a really warm day, I mean most people were in shorts and T.shirts, and I was well over dressed, thankfully I did have something lighter in the van. As I said, mostly for me, the judging was on the money, I could see exactly what he was doing, but when striving for moderation I can't see why exaggeration should be promoted. 
I saw some really nice males in the ring, 4 of which are in my list. So dog "O" impressed tremendously
in stance, but on the move he dropped on the wither and as Siska does that, well we don't want to double up on it. Dog "D" was stunning, but I'm sticking to my original observation that he is too short in body, the judge also commented on this and he said he was deep in chest for his length of foreleg. I also observed a hinge in his back and a slightly light eye. That is no dealbreaker for me, but all in all, I did see better. Dog "G" now he was very impressive but bigger, not one I've seen since he was a youngster ... my only negative was his lack of oomph in the ring, again not ideal for a lazy arse Siska. Dog "B" was also there, and though he has been dismissed for similar reasons as dog "O", the whole picture was very impressive. Reno was not being exhibited as his owner was on the committee, but we did get to meet him and spend time with him, to be honest, I saw nothing better for Siska. As I've said, he's Louis size, which is much more desirable now than it was then, his coat and colour are super and his length to height is ideal, his depth of body to length of foreleg is perfectly acceptable. His head is strong, but not overdone, his eye is dark and his character is second to none. 
I found the journey home a little more stressful, I made three mistakes, missing my exit twice and my lane once, to be honest I was thankful for the winding roads, but not the low sun. I thought about the day, the class, to be honest Beti wasn't robbed, they were quality bitches, but it didn't change the disappointment. I've been comforting myself with platitudes like, life can only get better and one day it will happen for us, all year, (or for bloody years in the latter) but it honestly it hasn't and as friends know I'm struggling. 
Last night I talked to a friend and she mentioned she'd been in touch with the green-eyed monster. They are friends again now, hell that's her call, though it does make me uncomfortable, it not my right to tell anyone who they can be friends with is it! I'll keep my head down and say nothing about it. I can honestly say that no one else has fecked up my head like she has, I'm always willing to say sorry or own up if I got it wrong, but I swear I did nothing wrong. She's got so far into my head that I now think of her pleasure at seeing me fail. If you know her, you'll know she will be reveling in it. This year has been such a negative and difficult year that everything is getting to me. It can only get better eh!!!!!! LOL
Yesterday morning the bastard sheep was back in the field, Steve and I got the fencing up from the
bottom field and were going to do it, but I just couldn't. I was exhausted after the 8 hr drive. As Sharon said, she felt like she'd been hit by a bus ... and she wasn't even driving! Every bit of me hurt and unexpectedly my head went into a post SAH state. Today I'm better, but my emotions are still shot to pieces.  
After shopping today we talked to an elderly man about his lovely van. He was 88 years old and had been all over the place in his van, he was just back from a drive to Croatia bringing back 90 litres of wine. I took the trolley back and he continued to talk to Steve, you're a long time dead, so now with his new knees he was living his life to the full. He said it's the things you don't do that you regret .. hell he's my new hero and he's right, yeah it may take me a day two to get over my drive, but no doubt if everything is as it should be I'll be going back next year and I will remember the right exit off the M4 to get home!!!! (But I'm not going to Boston!) 
Super Lucca in the bottom pic.