It’s coming home, it’s coming home, it’s coming....

It was Sedbergh Spring Show again and last year I promised the winner of the Photography Cup that I would take it off him this year. The year before that I had jointly won the cup but I had never won it on my own. Any road, there was no mucking about this year, I smashed it with no one coming close to even challenging it.

For the first time this year too I collected the financial winnings having told Darwin that he could keep the money. We collected £7.50 and had a mini blow-out at the local sweet shop, and on the way home we sang “It’s coming home, it’s coming home, it’s coming, the photography cup is coming home”.