Innocent’s Village Fete
It takes more than a few vile thunderstorms to keep the British inside, or so it seemed on Sunday when I, along with thousands of others braved the elements to visit Innocent’s Village Fete. The forecast was ‘sunshine and showers’ and the Met Office were not wrong. One minute Regent’s park with its tented village complete with ferrets, fair rides and farmers market was bathed in glorious sunshine. And the next, the scene was transformed into a sea of fleeing cagoules as the rain lashed unmercifully down turning hay bales mushy and small children soggy. In true British spirit no one seemed to mind and everyone just got on with making sure they were having a good time, the ferrets raced between snoozing and the fair rides refused to be drenched to a stand still. The Jordans stand courageously stood up to the pummelling of the elements, with small children frantically colouring cut outs of scarecrows in order to win cereal bars. Eventually we decided enough was enough and took shelter in the Pimm's bus which was a treat, but only after we made sure we had got our money’s worth and seen what every stand, stall and tent had to offer, a good day had by all at the village fete.
It takes more than a few vile thunderstorms to keep the British inside, or so it seemed on Sunday when I, along with thousands of others braved the elements to visit Innocent’s Village Fete. The forecast was ‘sunshine and showers’ and the Met Office were not wrong. One minute Regent’s park with its tented village complete with ferrets, fair rides and farmers market was bathed in glorious sunshine. And the next, the scene was transformed into a sea of fleeing cagoules as the rain lashed unmercifully down turning hay bales mushy and small children soggy. In true British spirit no one seemed to mind and everyone just got on with making sure they were having a good time, the ferrets raced between snoozing and the fair rides refused to be drenched to a stand still. The Jordans stand courageously stood up to the pummelling of the elements, with small children frantically colouring cut outs of scarecrows in order to win cereal bars. Eventually we decided enough was enough and took shelter in the Pimm's bus which was a treat, but only after we made sure we had got our money’s worth and seen what every stand, stall and tent had to offer, a good day had by all at the village fete.
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