A SHROPSHIRE LAD(Y)

At the recruitment event I was promised that the Nuffield would take me to places that I would never have imagined. This was certainly the case when at 9 O'Clock on Saturday morning I was standing by a pen of sheep at Shrewsbury market. It was the Shropshire sheep societies annual show and auction and I arrived just in time to see Liz Bowles taking first and second in class.

I met a Frenchman called Benoit and arranged to visit his orchards.
Thanks to Pippa from the Shropshire society for the invitation