A couple of weeks ago we started to get nuisance hang up calls, most likely computer generated, and really irritating.  We put a block on our phone to stop people ringing whose number is withheld, this only stopped Yricka who wanted to discuss bib numbers & Tesco's to tell me my glasses were fixed!

A number of phone calls later here are two numbers that might help others in this situation.

0845 0700707     Register with this number to stop unwanted sales calls. 

We did this years ago and it really works, we checked we were still registered, we were, our problem was that the calls to us left no number to complain about.  I was then given this number :-

0870 4443969    this blocks silent calls for 1 year.....next day peace from the phone reigned supreme.  Happy us.

Last year South Wales moved to Usk and this was the first year I had attended the new show ground.  Well the ring was HUGE and Mrs McRae really chose to make good long use of all that space - just wait until she is moaning next time we run round the ring together, I'll remind her of her cruelty!  That is however about the only thing going for the show.  The layout was so spread out that the venue looked barren all day and no one seemed to be visiting th trade stands.  Really they could use the space to do the same as Border Union & allow the cars to park behind the appropriate benching tents.

Ozzy took his 5th Post Graduate win in a  row - he really is a special boy - and Juno, along with just about everyone else, was in the largest class of the day.  She made the first cut, then the second, but was not placed.  Patsy made cut and Toni - out in just very skimpy underwear - took 3rd in Open.

Well the weekend started nicely with our new van arriving.  The same as our old one, but with more whizzy bits, a parade of neighbours came to admire it & be shown around it's empty interior.  Great discussions also took place on the chat we all get to have with our local Police Lady on Monday!

Brit also had to be admired as she had killed a wasp and been stung in the process.  I threw a piriton down her throat and checked her breathing was OK, but didn't really know what else to do, it was her top lip on one side that very swollen and she seemed quite grumpy.  It is now going down.  I found the dead wasp next to where she usually sleeps.

Saturday saw a day at home, three girls washed for tommorrow and everyone walked.  Unfortunately each walk timed perfectly with a rain storm so we all got wet.  The Oldies went to the Moor again. No sign of the cows, probably they were lying down because of the rain.  The cygnets have really grown.  7 of them swim in close formation, like a fleet of ships and 1 naughty one darts off to explore & is then brought back by a parent's hiss. A dog from the boats broke his tether and came on the walk, he was kept at a distance by Bel & went happily off in the direction of home when I finally told him to go.

Cheered on Jenson Button in the GB Grand Prix qualifying...I hate single laps, I just want to fall asleep, I so hope he wins tomorrow.

Friday saw us off to Il Pappatore in Bushey with My Parents & our neighbours,  Sara & Kev, to celebrate my Dad's birthday and - gasp - Sara's 40th!  Yummy food, a couple of bottles of red & a jolly good start to the weekend.

Saturday night was a party at Kev & Sara's, jugs of Pimms all night, that got stronger & stronger.  Excellent food by Sarah up the road, good music & fun friends & neighbours.  We partied well into the wee small hours, but thankfully Sunday allowed for a lie in.

After a lunch in front of the Grand Prix (go Schuie) it was time to visit the Moor again as the Oldies haven't been for a couple of weeks.  Mr & Mrs Swan paraded 8 cygnets for us to admire, they are getting very brave & come quite close to the dogs, which is challenging, then on our way back the cows were across the path.  No problem, pop Bel back on the lead and go through slowly....nope a couple panic & skitter off, then they all line up behind and trot after us.  Hmmm worrying thoughts of tales of people & dogs being trampled come to mind.  Then I think, perhaps they are usually elderly people with yappy dogs....so Keith dropped behind with Emily on a flexi, which seemed to entertain them. So there we are walking 5 dogs & a herd of Cows! Where is the camera when you need it.

Back home we bid fond farewell to the Mothership Van as it made its way off to it's new home, all in all a good few days.