I do love an awards ceremony. The glitz the glamour the speculation about whether it's structurally engineered lingerie that's holding up a dress (apparently Spanx can make errant tummy flab disappear quicker than a plate of sausage rolls at a roof shout) or expensive surgical intervention. As much like others may try - The Brits have the Baftas we have... The Young Farmer of the Year - when it ...