A Day at the Bakewell Show

I bought a polka-dot dress from a charity shop a few years ago. It was pretty, the sort of outfit that seems to evoke a sense of nostalgia for old England, with its dainty teapots and pretty cakes shared over afternoon tea by happy middle-class housewives, away from the murkier and gritty reality of the rest of the population who took a more active role in the industrial revolution. But when we think of the past, we always remember the nicer things and why not? Vintage is the new modern  and they are not cheap either.

So despite years of sitting at the back of the wardrobe, waiting for a decent enough summer day to take it out, I held on to it dearly even when storage became scarce and a few dresses had to go. This year it finally made its debut out in the sun, when we headed off to the annual Bakewell Show in the Peak District for Isaac's first birthday. 

It was the perfect dress for such an occasion. The two-day affair is the largest tented agricultural event and one of the oldest in Britain with 200 years of history attached to it. Every year, it attracts around 65,000 visitors with 300 trade stands exhibiting local crafts and produce and where local farmers and producers compete in cattle and crafts events as well as horse shows and show jumping.

We aimed to get there early, setting off from home at eight in the morning for the hour-long car journey to Bakewell. The temporary car park site was already filling up by the time we got there, with mostly pensioners or families with young children piling out of their cars and heading towards the direction of the Wye Valley just across the river, passing by a few cattles and ducks along the way.

We paid £15 each for our tickets at the entrance and after a rather expensively disappointing egg and bacon sandwich at the cafe, we did a leisurely walk at the show grounds. This blog will mostly show what was on offer.

Farming Competitions and exhibits
It was fascinating to watch young farmers showing off their cattle with clear pride in their faces. There were also activities for the little ones to get involved in. 

A Sheep Show
This was something we particularly enjoyed, which allowed us to have a better appreciation of sheep farming and realise how special these creatures are. We also watched sheep shearing live and were disappointed to find out that in Britain, those lovely wool are not really worth much and in fact just covers the cost of shearing them. But it is still necessary to do it to keep the animals cool in the summer and to protect them from the nasty fly strike that could kill them. At the end of the show, Isaac was clapping his hands with everyone else. 

Farm Animals
Ducks, chickens, rabbits and alpacas amongst others were also on display.


Carriage Driving and Show Jumping
There were beautiful horses trotting around and elegant ladies dressed up in exotic millinery for the carriage driving competitions. It was all rather too upper class for us but we enjoyed it nonetheless!



Dairy and Meat Products & Pigeon and Poultry Competitions
We visited the meat and dairy product tents too where there were beautiful displays of award-winning cheeses and meat pies then the neighbouring tent showing competing domestic fowls and their eggs. 


Lemonade Break
We took a short break to sip the thirst-quenching cold lemonade drink with a touch of mint. It was so nice I had to make one at home!


Vintage and Classic Cars
Reminded me of Inspector Morse.



Eco-Funerals
Just to give you an idea of what's on offer for the environmental conscious. The cycle hearse with a cardboard box is a lovely idea.


Horticultural Show

Giant vegetables. Impressive. Madame Zuccini held a show too. And of course the Tour de France reference had to be present. 

Children's Fairground Rides
This was a very busy place and there were plenty of rides for children to choose from. I was tempted to get on the merry-go-round, but will perhaps do it when Isaac is a bit older.

Seaside at Bakewell
A sandy beach in an open-sided marquee with a Punch and Judy Show and donkey rides. It also looked like a typical British day trip at the beach for the little children who off school for summer holidays.

We left the grounds just after two o'clock, totally exhausted even though we have not truly explored the show grounds thoroughly. But we had a lovely time and Isaac's birthday was memorably celebrated. We walked along the path by the river on our way back to the car park where a cow was grazing, oblivious that we were intruding on its space, just the perfect countryside scene to take back home.