Summer Fete

All in all, it's not been the worst Fete we've ever held.  Inasmuch as the police forces of three counties weren't needed to control the riots this time.
Naturally the Provisional Wing of the Met Office were out in force.  Their basic complaint being that September 6 isn't Summer at all but Autumn.  I pointed out to them that according to all competent folklorists, amateur weather forecasters, diaries and druids the Summer doesn't end until the Autumnal Equinox.  And since that didn't stop them picketing we threw them in the brook.  That seemed to work.

The "Gladiators" game seemed to be easily the most popular.  However I'm sure if we'd put those big cotton-buddy things on the end of the sticks like they use in the programmes, there would have been a lot less bruises sustained.  The "Bucking Bronco" was also very profitable.  It was nice to see the screams of delight as Beaker Folk were thrown far and yon.  

Ducking for Apples is always popular, but Young Keith went a bit too far.  Using cider apples instead of eaters was a nasty trick.  I've never seen a queue for the toilets that long at a fete.

Once again there were accusations of cheating at the Fruit and Veg show.  Drayton tells me he has no idea how all that mercury got inserted into his prize pumpkin - but certainly it was the heaviest in modern history.  Likewise there were claims that somebody had been through Burton Dassett's cabbage patch with a Slazenge cricket bat.

All in all we raised the grand total of £12.45.  The cost of hiring generators, bucking bronco, bouncy castles etc was £2,456.  Thanks to all concerned in making this Summer Fete the most successful we have yet held.  And I'm ever so pleased to have won the first prize in the category for best cabbage.  Next year I may even try growing one.