Today was our annual visit to The Royal Winter Fair... a tradition created on traditions built on traditions since 1922. The rural enters the city, and what a delightful place to be.
The cows all clean and fluffy, the sheep shaven and the little piglets basking under the heat lamps. It is so amazing to see how the other half lives, and to be reminded of the importance of each and every one of us.
My uncle and aunt have a dairy farm which I used to visit regularly. They used to show their cattle at The Royal and I used to love to hear about my cousins trip with their own cows and getting them ready for competition. My aunt used to make big lunches when we would visit using the vegetables from their garden, milk from their cows and meat from the bulls they raised. I developed my love for gherkins on these visits to their farm in Peterborough.
The Royal enables us to see and experience a lifestyle that is completely different from ours and lets us admire the animals, giggle at their silliness and love their cuteness. The Royal also enables us to admire those who work on the farms because what they do is extremely devoted and hard work. To see all of the young kids following in their parents footsteps is amazing. The love that they have for their animals is definitely something that I look at with envy. To all the farmers, their families and all that they do: thank you.
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Images from The Royal Winter Fair website.