Every weekend brings another set of difficult decisions. Do I go to that village’s Fete or this village’s Open Gardens? Wherever you go, bright posters advertise yet another summer event. There are just too many to choose from.
My own Rutland village, Morcott, held its Fete last Saturday – a happy, family-orientated, hot and sunny afternoon when many Rats were Splatted, Wellies Wanged and home-made Cakes snapped up by yummy mummies too busy to bake. All great fun but, for those of us at the sharp end, pretty exhausting. Still, since we were lucky enough to be able to hold our event on the village pub’s paddock, a pint of cool Suffolk cider was within easy reach at the end of the day!
Good luck to everyone else organising summer fundraisers, and let’s hope every Saturday till the end of Summer is dry and sunny!