Flower Show

I’m going up to the village flower show next week. Unfortunately a lot of the houses are now occupied by people who commute to Glasgow and don’t have time to get really involved and it’s not like the old days when someone ate another’s carrot from their display and got them disqualified but a few old friends are still there and make a point of turning up for a chat. Unfortunately, we’re all too old for a proper jig afterwards but can still manage a dram. I love writing about the kind of characters that were around in the fifties and the event led to Jinks and Broon and Best in Show.