The Country Bumpkin Show

So a week last Sunday (yes, very delayed blogage here) we found ourselves mingling with the country bumpkins (and yes, this is also the morning after Wolftrek, so I was hyped up on sleep deprivation, amazingly and thankfully, else I would have been uber grumpy).

Ok, country bumpkin is a bit harsh - its real name is the Keith Show, and it is really good fun.
Posh people on horses, show jumping, dressage, cattle shows, sheep shearing, petting donkeys, holding chicks, going on funfair rides, winning giant cuddly animals, eating burgers, admiring WI
competition entries, getting fortunes foretold, comparing quad bikes, avoiding tractors, and wondering whether Aloe Vera is as good as the sellers make it sound.
Yes, Keith Show - not something to be missed if you ever get the chance to go.

It involved an early start - not something I wanted to hear - but it meant a chance to donder up and down the make-shift streets while the stalls were quiet.
Thanks to the lack of casualties, we even had the chance to browse at leisure and watch a few horse shows (and stroke a few donkeys) in between our posts at base; the rickety but highly useful bucket which is the Treatment Centre, or RE11 (at least, I think that's its call sign).

However, whilst stationary for a change, our lull in casualties came to an end, with three eye baths requested in a row. They could have been queing up outside the vehicle for all we knew, it really was in such a quick succession.
The only variety was one wee Canadian lad who had scratched his tummy on a bit of barbed wire, and funnily enough he was the bravest casualty out of the lot. His mother was very calm, and very willing to let us do our job - it's great to have non-interfering parents. The boy was very trusting too, and didn't mind us cooing over him and cleaning up his cut. He even had a ticklish spot which Caitlind took great advantage of to cheer him up. What a laugh he had!
It's great to have calm and trusting casualties, and always interesting to have someone who isn't Scottish for a change. It just shows they come from all over to take a look at these fun days and such.

So the day was a good day, with plenty to see. We had a relatively new colleague with us too, who needed to be shown the ropes slightly. She's a nice lass, and a fine addition to our wee gang. I hope our terrible twosome antics didn't frighten her off!
The Keith Show is also my final Red Cross duty (for the time being) before heading off to Inverness at the end of the month. Thinking about this now, it is kinda sad. I know I have other duties in the next couple of months, but until then, it's my last duty while having a solid place in the Elgin crew. From now on I won't be able to do as much training or work with my gang, but I'll do my best to keep coming through as often as possible.
At least it was a fun 'last' duty.