This Saturday saw another local village fair take place. As an added bonus it took place in a village which has a very nice gastro pub so P and I had a rather tasty lunch before wandering down to the village green (or 'tye' as it's known in Essex) to have a look round the fair. There were all sorts of craft stalls and other stalls, as well as the traditional village fair items like a Tombola, a 'guess the weight of the cake' competition and a Coconut Shy. I was immediately drawn to the second-hand book stall which had some really old books for sale. I'd already picked out a handful before I even asked how much they were - as the answer was 10p each I bought quite a few.
They also had a 'stop me and buy one' ice cream man doing the rounds, and as the weather was pretty hot he did a good trade. There was a dog show - all very amateurish and good fun - with some lovely dogs being led round the ring by their child owners.
People sat around the 'ring' on bales of hay (very comfy, not sure I'd ever sat on one before.)
And then there was a very precarious tango demonstration on the back of a small flat-bed trailer! We thought it was tight enough for space with just one couple dancing but when two couples got up to give a demonstration it was positively cramped. Not quite what you expect to see at a village fair but good fun nonetheless.
There was a chap in charge of the microphone who seemed to specialise in stream-of-consciousness Joyce Grenfell-type banter. He urged all the children queueing up to register for the dog show to 'be patient, be English', and then remarked that the badly parked taxi was annoying the village bobby', two seconds later he had to say 'sorry, I've been told she's not the village bobby - she's a Police Community Support Officer', that must be one very picky PCSO. His best comment was when four small children and their pets took to the ring for the 'small pet competition' - there were two rabbits ('are they related?' microphone man asked), a guinea pig and a tortoise - all being held lovingly by their young owners. 'Now I do hope you've got four rosettes', he asked the organiser. 'Oh, dear, you've only got two!' We didn't hang around to find out which two little ones went home disappointed!
Lovely description - sounded great fun! The bloke with the jeans doing the tango demo hadn't dressed for his part but his partner had super shoes on.
Posted by: Wendy | 07/20/2009 at 07:47 PM
LOL, what a fun description!
Posted by: sharie | 07/21/2009 at 05:45 PM