After this he was keen to make a mop sheep at a workshop that some artists were leading on the other side of the tent. Sadly there wasn't room at the table and the activity had been so popular they had run out of materials. My little friend wasn't really that worried but I was heartbroken, I'd set my sights on a mop sheep for my kitchen. Oh well, maybe next time.
At the bucking sheep (like a bucking bronco but obviously sheep shaped) we had a job persuading my two year old that he really was too little to have a go and only managed to pacify him with the offer of a brew. (This activity led us to miss the first sheep race).
After the brew we looked round some of the stalls, attempted a Shaun the Sheep mask (not very successful) and had a French crepe (not very Yorkshire but very delicious). While we were munching we missed the second sheep race, bother. We took this as a sign that we really should be getting home and headed for the car.
It was a fantastic day and I got to meet some people that I hope to see again in August when Flock to Skipton launches. I'm trying to keep up to date with where the other artists are up to, there's some great work going on and I can't wait to see all the sheep in their rightful positions.
Before I go to rest my quite weary feet - not sure how that affects my ability to type but it does seem to be doing - I have a sheep fact for you. Sheep only sleep for 8 minutes everyday. Imagine how many Woolly's you'd get done then.
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