We have none of that, Instead, we have a busy village committee who organise things like the market and the field day, and re-enactments on the playing fields.
This year, instead of the market being held in the village 'square' (actually, it's a triangle) it was held in the grounds of the 'trading estate' - an old converted mill complex - which was a much better idea.
I had tentatively said I would attend; I had aprons made, lots of bunting, rod pockets for the fishermen ...
|Full aprons drying on the washing line|
At 8am on the morning of the market, I was still in bed when there was a knocking at the door - it was the market organiser making sure I was ready to attend - yawn!
I staggered up, and down the lane I went with my boxes and bags. Fortunately it was less than 100m away, and my friend brought me a nice hot mug of coffee from her house as I set up my 'stall'.
|My stall at the Village Market - nearly sold out and |
only been open for an hour and a half!
|I sold bias binding, too - you can't get binding|
like this in the shops!