It’s been nearly a year since this here rock-loving city girl moved to a small and entirely lovely village just outside Lincoln. So of course, I’m still finding out new things all the time about what this more… country-fied style of life really has to offer. This weekend, I discovered the Village May Fair. I have to confess, I didn’t expect too much. But it was fabulous!
Intrigued! No idea what to expect…
Wow. They take the party seriously here! (This is the main road through the village!)
Cake stall!
Home made jams and chutneys. (Not by me, you gather) We bought some Whisky Marmalade…yum!
Not just a fair… an international fair! #loveitalianfood
Oh. I think I might fancy some of that. *cheers*
Bring on the entertainment! The local majorettes offer a stunning show.
Band! Love me a good band!
Juggling clown ~ it’s a ‘yes’ from me!
Morris dancing!!! Bring it on!
Yes, with hankies, too! I’m loving this!
And the ladies, too. (But no, I won’t be joining any time soon. Sorry!)
So we missed the actual dancing around the May Pole but we *did* see it, touch it…and think about it. Next year?
I tried to convince OH to have a go but… he refused.
YES! Boat swings! Quick, quick, let’s have a go….
Me. On Swing. “Tonight… I am young!!” LOL
It’s a bit small, but I reckon Sophie and Dan would have had a go.
The boys particularly loved this slide. Alas, I wasn’t allowed… #notsoyoungafterall
Glorious village fair. Well, I’m sold!
And there you have it. The weather was glorious ~ this must have been the hottest Bank Holiday Monday for decades ~ and the fair was fantastic. I’ll look forward to next year.
