Hilary and Cedric had been mingling with the growing crowds as they walked around the show grounds on their way to the area where they would judge the hens. They had both been very well paid by the breeders who had hired them! Hilary and Cedric had no problem with the fix they were instructed to carry out. This was just a well paid job to them. They were as unscrupulous as the men who had hired them. The judging fix was not personal to them, it was just a good business move. It was now Mr Finleyson's turn to step up to the registration table. Gilbert was still behind him and old Bertie was registering at the long table to his right. Mr Finleyson had to fill in some forms, then pay a registration fee. After that you are given armbands with numbers on them. Numbers on a plastic card to hang on the holding pen he was using for his other hens. There were also various badges he had to wear for other categories in which he had entered Martha and the other hens. As he was finished registering, he picked Martha up from the registration table, where she had been sitting and turned to leave so Gilbert could step up and register. As he turned to leave, he could see old Bertie on his right, was still at the registration table filling out forms. The woman who was sitting there helping him was having a difficult time getting through to him.With him being stone deaf, it was a hindrance for the woman to be able to help him with the forms and giving him directions to the area where the judging would take place. Old Bertie being deaf, always shouted loudly when he spoke. He could be heard throughout the registration area, car parks and the competitors tents!