The village fete.

Who doesn't love a good old english fete?
Being as it was so very very hot today, I was not intending to stay long this afternoon. I was on a mission to deliver Honor to her dancing and Brownie commitments, get some more lovely knitted toys and maybe get something nice to eat. I didn't have much of an appetite, though Henry had no problem with his ice-cream!

Honor and the rest of the maypole dancers opened the show.

Hubby cooled himself off by letting Henry throw wet sponges at him!

And I picked up a few homespun treasures myself and had a delicious beef, horseradish and watercress sandwich from a new stall this year... the WI stall.

We were there a good couple of hours as there was so much to see amd plenty of friendly faces to talk to. However we did give up before the infamous egg throwing competition as little Hope was getting far too hot and tired. She is asleep now and her new knitted animal friends are waiting for her to come and play when she gets up again.