GALLERY: Fife Show brings Farming and family fun
The Fife Show welcomed farmers, young farmers, families, and furry friends from all over Fife and further afield.
The jam-packed event showcased sheep, horses, cattle, poultry, and pets. There were also classes for young handlers, home produce classes, a craft tent, a kids countryside tent, and an outdoor trade stand area.
Entertainment for visitors of all ages included angling, falconry, ferret racing, Cupar Bowmen Archery, and a dog show.
The event had plenty of food vendors to enjoy, including local and further afield. The show worked closely with Food from Fife, sponsored by Branson, and Kettle Produce which sponsored The Food & Drink Marquee.
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'Yes,' he says, 'I think that's true. 'I think it is important that it just tickles you: to do something because you enjoy doing it and bring the accountants in later on. I think it's likely to mean success in the long run.' But not always. He was tickled by the idea of starting a London listings magazine in 1981, when Time Out was off the streets. Event lasted four months. And he tried to launch a chain of Virgin pubs which did not work out. Why did he try? 'Basically, I met someone in a pub who wanted to run a pub and we thought we should go ahead and let it happen.' 'How far did you get?' 'Three pubs,' he says, looking abashed. He is famous for his adventures, and some of his exploits in boats and hot air balloons look like recklessness. But Branson says not. 'Foolish is not a word I would use. I don't actually like danger. It was the planning of them that I enjoyed.' He is undoubtedly good at backing up his grand concepts with careful planning. 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Richard, the eldest of her three children, was brought up to share her philosophy that life is about achievement. 'My mother and I have similar personalities,' he says. His father, he adds, is different. He wanted to be an archaeologist but gave in to family pressure to become a barrister, although he always regretted conforming. His regret influenced him when his son asked to be allowed to leave school at 17, with one A-level, and go into business. 'It helped,' says Branson. 'I was never very good at school, so it wasn't as if my parents had an academic on their hands. But yes, my father took the attitude that if I knew what I wanted to do at 16, that I should do it.' Branson left Stowe to publish his own magazine, Student, run on a shoestring from the rent-free crypt of a disused church. Eminent authors were charmed by Branson into contributing free. The printing costs were at first met through advertisements, and then from the profits of what was meant to be a sideline, selling records by mail order. The business was called Virgin, because Branson was only 19 and a novice. It was doing well until the postal strike in 1971 threatened to close it. Branson decided he had to sell the records in shops instead and opened his first Virgin store in Oxford Street. He then opened more to maintain the cash flow. By 1973, when he was a mere 23, he had 15 shops, as well as a recording studio, based in a manor house near Oxford, again run on borrowings. The loans were repaid with interest when one of Branson's first signings, Mike Oldfield, sold a million with his album, Tubular Bells. It made Branson a millionaire at 25. By 1984, thanks to his investment in stars like The Sex Pistols, Phil Collins and Boy George, he had become a multi-millionaire with 50 companies involved in nightclubs, making air-conditioning units, publishing, films, catering, videos, holiday resorts, and, of course, air travel. It was a laid-back empire, run from a houseboat in west London, but it was undeniably big. 'Are you an empire-builder?' 'Quite the reverse, actually. I don't like running big companies at all. I'm not someone who would be good at running an empire. I like starting companies. What I am good at is getting things going, learning about things I know nothing about.' A former employee once put it differently. Branson, he said, sees 'everything as a game. He regards life as a cosmic version of Monopoly.' 'Well,' says Branson, 'I'd like to think it is nothing like that. It's more down to earth. When you talk about it at an interview, it is easy to miss the fact that running a company is about talking to staff, trying to improve little details all the time. 'As a kid, I used to enjoy playing Monopoly and Risk, but the real world is different. I couldn't bear to end up forgetting which company I own. That's one reason why if the people who are running various Virgin businesses wanted management buyouts, I would encourage it.' It is an attractive paternalism, but you suspect that Branson also enjoys power. In his biography, there is a story about him negotiating with a pop group who asked for a Steinway on top of the contract fee. Branson suggested they toss for it. He won. 'But,' he said, 'you can have the piano anyway.' Perhaps he is simply addicted to gambling. Money does not seem to be a motive. Nor does empire-building: the Virgin-Thorn EMI deal, after all, removed in one go his largest power-base. Branson is an elusive man who defies analysis. But the impression that he cannot say no persists, despite protests that he proceeds by logic. 'We don't ever sit back,' he says, 'and think what businesses we should be getting into. It happens more naturally, when there is an obvious need.' He then contradicts himself. 'I don't know how this is going to sound. A friend once said to me: 'Would you buy The Independent?' I said I'd love to, but I didn't know Andreas Whittam Smith was thinking of selling.
