One for Aunty.

We've had a few, fairly static, days. As though that wasn't perfectly obvious. I yet have to tackle "The Great Yorkshire Show wearing-out festival Blip

Just to let you see how ours is coming on lass.

It has just impinged upon my consciousness that we're, probably, "a bit paggered", what with one dicky ticker and a couple of below par bendy/bandy bits and a combined age just over 146 between us, to the nearest whole year (AAAAaaaaargh).
It was about a 1/2hr slog, mostly uphill, from a parking point farther out than the "Welcome to Harrogate" to the edge of the Show-ground, then a further 5+ minutes past all the geegee encampments to the bit us lesser (None horsey) mortals might be interested in.
BTW The "Pidjins" are a bonus, since they haven't had a look in for yonks.