Last week, we took a little trip to the Festival of Hunting, at the East of England showground, for my best friend Natalie’s birthday, and to have a mooch around, enjoy the shopping and watching some of the hounds and horses strutting their stuff.
Sadly, the weather didn’t know (or care) about our plans and we did get a little wet, but like true Brits, we sat in the rain, watched the showing and ate ice-cream, pretending everything was fine.
And that was pretty fitting, as there really is no show quite as quintessentially British as the Festival of Hunting.
It’s quite a spectacle to see all of the hounds, enjoying themselves in the ring and snoozing the day away back in their enclosures. Despite the humidity, they’d insist on lying on top of one another and doing a great job of appearing like one of those ‘guess the number of sweets in the jar’ competitions… ‘Guess how many hounds in this pile’.
The inter-hunt relays are always super competitive and fun to watch. The riders urging their horses on, struggling with opening and closing gates and passing the whip to the next competitor, whilst the ponies bounce on the spot and make the whole thing infintitely more difficult.
And of course, the showing was, as always, full of beautifully turned out horses and ponies, with strong line-ups forward for each class.
Thank you to Bloxham PR and to the team at Festival of Hunting, for having me. And a big Happy Birthday to Nat!