The perfect way …

16/05/2015 § 4 Comments

to spend a late Spring afternoon …


If I said “Say the first things that come into your head when I say … English Village Fete.  What would you say?”

village green or manor house lawns
oodles of sunshine
stalls – plants, bric-a-brac, toys, bottle stall, raffle
lots of laughter
happy families
games for the children – coconut shy, bowling, face painting
tea stall with homemade cakes

What about teas served in the stable block with a huge choice of delicious homemade cakes and cookies, wheelbarrows full of goodies being raffled, amazing bric-a-brac and acres of orderly gardens to wander through and admire?

Here you have one of the best from a local village in Hampshire …

the fete was held in the back garden of the Big House

the fete was held in the back garden of the Big House










 This is the third village fete I’ve been to this year.  The first two were really disappointing, despite some valiant locals turning out and rallying support.  Today’s village fete more than made up for it – the entire village had turned out and judging from the car park, many had travelled to visit.  The cake stall was groaning with freshly baked cakes, people were turning up with cakes almost still warm from the oven!  I found a Le Creuset kettle, a little china horse, a marble clock and a cast iron blini pan on the bric-a-brac stall and wished I hadn’t so much to carry as I wandered up through the gates at the top of the lawn, into the biggest walled garden ever!  Espalier fruit trees trained up the walls, ornamental hedges, orderly rows of bean poles, rhubarb larger then I’ve ever seen – oh it was glorious. After exploring in wonder, I discovered the avenue leading up to a clock tower and then wound my way back through the wild garden full of bluebells to the sanctity of the tea stall, in the stable block.  Never have I enjoyed a good strong cuppa and lemon drizzle cake so much!  Then a final wander around to buy some raffle tickets and home again with my treasures to sit on the patio and enjoy another large cuppa with boiling water straight from my new kettle!

Do you enjoy village fetes?  They’re right up there at the top of the things I love most about living in England.

Enjoy the rest of the weekend.

Adaliza x

§ 4 Responses to The perfect way …

  • Hester Dove says:

    The local village fete is one of the things I miss most, and it’s wonderful memories, after leaving my beloved England. Maybe I will be lucky enough to catch one on my home visit to IOW and Southsea. Where was this lovely event?


  • adaliza says:

    Today’s fete was held in a village called Bramdean, in Hampshire – I’d really miss village fetes if I moved away too.


  • Jeanie says:

    If only , if only ,if only I could have gone with you!!! But, then again, I did ,through your camera lens! Thank you Adaliza for taking your readers along with you. Do fetes happen just in the Spring?
    Warm regards, Jeanie


  • adaliza says:

    Fetes start here in late Spring – the first was the Cuckoo Fair at a village called Downton near Salisbury in early May. They go right through with neighbouring villages booking in their weekends, until early September – sometimes I get to go on a Saturday and a Sunday! Then there are all the local shows too, with flowers and livestock – oh, it’s very busy over here in the summer!


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