I assume that you're from Victoria, Ducky... my condolences.
I actually haven't been to the Show for a few years (only been about three times in my life, actually), but I used to put things in the craft section regularly. I stopped after one year when I was the only 11-13-year-old to put a formal dress in... they didn't even give me First! They just disqualified me on the grounds that there were no other entries! But I'll put some craft in this year and hopefully some eggs or fowls.
I think I fell in love with Frizzles at the Show. It was the first time I saw them (I was about eight) and have wanted to get some since. I didn't find out what they were called for another two years and my mother kept calling them 'those electricuted chickens'. Well, my dream has finally come true...
Well, my sister's at Urrbrae now, so at least I'll have a leg in with the chicken-holding section (For those who don't know, Urrbrae is the agricultural high school... they have a farm at school! How cool is that? Wait... so do I.) They've severely bugged me other years by not trusting me to hold or catch a chicken. Well, the catch I can understand, that's their job, but when you have a random kid who doesn't really know how to hold a chicken trying to tell you how to do it...
Anyway, here are some pictures. I think they might all be of the same bird, but I'm not sure... they wouldn't stay still long enough to photograph, so I ended up just taking lots of pictures of the one I was holding (who keeps escaping).




I actually haven't been to the Show for a few years (only been about three times in my life, actually), but I used to put things in the craft section regularly. I stopped after one year when I was the only 11-13-year-old to put a formal dress in... they didn't even give me First! They just disqualified me on the grounds that there were no other entries! But I'll put some craft in this year and hopefully some eggs or fowls.
I think I fell in love with Frizzles at the Show. It was the first time I saw them (I was about eight) and have wanted to get some since. I didn't find out what they were called for another two years and my mother kept calling them 'those electricuted chickens'. Well, my dream has finally come true...
Well, my sister's at Urrbrae now, so at least I'll have a leg in with the chicken-holding section (For those who don't know, Urrbrae is the agricultural high school... they have a farm at school! How cool is that? Wait... so do I.) They've severely bugged me other years by not trusting me to hold or catch a chicken. Well, the catch I can understand, that's their job, but when you have a random kid who doesn't really know how to hold a chicken trying to tell you how to do it...
Anyway, here are some pictures. I think they might all be of the same bird, but I'm not sure... they wouldn't stay still long enough to photograph, so I ended up just taking lots of pictures of the one I was holding (who keeps escaping).