In most walks of life you’ll come up against someone who
passes himself off as an expert in his field but when you drill down into the
facts you’ll find he actually knows four fifths of fuck all about it. The same
is true in the world of exhibition vegetables, whether it be the exhibitor at
your local show who moans about a result going against him when it’s quite
clear he has been judged correctly because he hasn’t a clue how vegetables are
actually judged, or the judge himself who has never personally exhibited as far
as anyone can remember and yet who passes himself off as an expert through a mixture
of age, experience and a lot of bullshit. These learned gentlemen are often
stern in nature and treat the art of showing as a serious business and conduct
themselves accordingly, but ‘evans almighty, growing to show is meant to be a
fun hobby and thankfully such sad individuals are slowly being consigned to
history. Certainly, in The National Vegetable Society there is a much more
relaxed attitude to the hobby amongst the majority of the growers and I think this
approach is slowly spreading out to the judges too. When I judge a show for
instance, I’m looking to judge as many of the dishes as possible rather than
find reasons to disqualify them.
A few years ago I had an experience that will influence my
judging methods forever. It was a local
show, but of a reasonable quality, and as my wife was with me I sent her on
ahead to check the quantities in each class were correct. She comes in handy
that way and saves time. If there isn’t enough of something, for instance 8
shallots when 9 are asked for, then unfortunately there really is nothing you
can do but to issue a ‘NAS’ ticket (not according to schedule) but I do try to
leave a little note of encouragement such as ‘shame, these were good shallots
otherwise’. However on this occasion she alerted me to a dish of tomatoes that
had one too many in it, and at a first glance they would have been clear
winners but for the obvious error on numbers. I had a steward shadowing me, himself
a very experienced showman, and requested that he removed one of the offending
fruits whilst my back was turned, thus allowing me to judge that dish along
with the rest. His response totally shocked me, as he refused to do it, saying
the exhibitor in question should know better and it wouldn’t be fair on the
others in the class. As my wife calmed me down and sort of backed him up, I had
no choice but to issue a NAS but it was a decision that didn’t sit easily with
me. My mood worsened when I discovered later that the steward had benefitted
from the NAS, achieving 3rd when he would have been out of the
tickets if I’d been allowed to judge the NAS’d plate.
I asked a question on the NVS forum of other judges what
they would have done in such a circumstance and I was quite bewildered by some
of the responses. The one that really pissed me off was that it shouldn’t be
allowed in case another exhibitor had spotted that his fellow competitor had
benched too many of something. WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK??? Let’s just think that
one through for a minute. One of your opponents spotted that you had put too
many shallots on the plate, and couldn’t be bothered or sporting enough to tap
you on the shoulder and point out your mistake. What a cunt. He would then go further
and complain if he came back after judging, having been certain no doubt upon vacating
the marquee that there were still too many in your dish, that someone had
altered it during the judging process when in fact you should have been
disqualified. What a complete and utter total cunt turd of the highest order.
Such wankshites have no place in the hobby as far as I am concerned and should
be hung from their tessies.
In future when faced with a similar situation as the one
with the tomatoes I will insist the excess is removed, and if the steward
refuses I will do it myself. If he objects I will leave the area and not come
back, thus leaving them in a pickle if the show isn’t judged. I would like to
see this spread out to even the biggest shows. In 2013 when the National was
held at Harrogate an elderly exhibitor who can’t bake cakes but who somehow
manages to beat me every time, put too many shallots on his stand and was disqualified.
They were otherwise magnificent shallots and would probably have been in the
tickets in my opinion. I just think that NAS looked ridiculous to the paying
public and did the NVS no favours if they want to entice new members, who may
think such an antiquated society with such arcane rules isn’t for them.
There have to be rules of course, but these should be
applied sensibly, fairly and in the spirit of positivity rather than
negativity. As I said at the beginning, growing for show should be about having
fun and promoting camaraderie and a sporting tolerance open to all, not the
creation of a hidden underworld frequented by old men with piss-stained trousers
and tweed jackets thumbing through their rule books looking for reasons to
disqualify someone for having the audacity to smile.
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