A few photos from the Fernhurst Furnace show at the weekend. I took some photos of the craft demonstrations and the reenactments which I will post in following articles, but first a few general photos of the site and show.
The Sealed Knot in the shape of Sir Marmaduke Rawdon’s regt of foote, gave an excellent show with musket, pike and two small cannon loud enough to keep us awake through the day.
I have found a way to turn bowls on my transportable lathe, though it works better if I rough off the worst of the blank before the show. It certainly seems to add more interest to the demonstration.
We spotted this excellent and original Landrover Carawagon in the car park.
Alison seemed impressed by the handbuilt cooking and living quarters in the rear. Carawagon was an early competitor to Dormobile and features a similar lifting roof, but the dormobile vw conversions rightly turned out to be the most popular and are the best remembered.
One of the good things about the show is that the organisers are firmly committed to local produce like the South Downs Lamb (supported by the South Downs Board), which are roasted over a fire by a local farmer. The South Downs breed of sheep is a hardy rare breed and over centuries has shaped much of the landscape around the downs. Until recently in decline the South Downs Lamb initiative has helped bring local producers and retailers together bringing local food back to public awareness, increasing the numbers of South Downs sheep and helping to maintain the landscape as well. Just shows what can be achieved when we try.
The beer is provided by Ballards Brewery , a local microbrewery from Nyewood (http://www.ballardsbrewery.org.uk/). We were graced by the presence of Fran the head brewer which led to a rather in depth investigation of Ballard’s Best, Hop Bine and Nyewood gold – award winning ales – together with much discussion of the ancient arts of milling malt, mashing and sparging.
To my delight Fran and Uncle Jo pronouncd my own ‘hammerhead best’ brewed specially for the show to be excellent, praise indeed. Also Fran’s special chilli beer – which needs an award all of it’s own, well more of a health warning really.
We made the most of the beer with impromptu entertainment from a versatile array of craftspeople and artistes.
All finished off with the remainder of the lamb roast, marshmallows on the fire and a night cap of 5 year old Sloe Vodka. Shamefully I crept off to bed in the hope of doing some work the next day, leaving the party in full swing.
Early next morning the campsite was extremely quiet and deserted.
But it wasn’t too long before the blacksmiths were going at it ‘hammers and tongs’ and all to the smell of bacon frying.