Lots of things went wrong. Ken got chilled walking around in town and got the shakes. The weather was very cool and overcast and windy. Lots of people were at the Fair so it was crowded. Two days in a row attending Fairs was probably too many. None of us wore enough clothes.
On the good side, we attended a wonderful quilting show at The Bedford Historical Association. At least fifty quilts were on display, of every size and shape. The quilts were superb. Neither of us bought a thing.
I knew Ken needed lunch so we found a Greek restaurant in Bedford which turned out to have excellent food. After walking down to the river through the Fair to say hello to Tammy, I drove us home, driving south on 220 to Cumberland, then west on 68. The drive south on 220 is lovely, especially in the fall. The distance home to the farm is greater via that route but is pretty and easier. Our reward for getting home was a bowl of ice cream.
Ten minutes before going to Gary and Diane's for dinner, Ken announced that he was staying home and going to bed. Now Ken is not prone to missing a good meal, so he must really be feeling badly. By tomorrow morning we hope all is well with him.
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