Sunday, 3 July 2016

Village Fete

We love a village fete. Bumbling around with change in our pockets, buying overpriced ice cream and tickets for tombolas that are filled to bursting with things we either donated ourselves or that we just don't need.

I won a wine soaked Body Shop gift box. Oh, cruel tombola! I could smell the wine and the box was saturated with it - but the only bottle in my win was rose-scented body wash. I'm just saying it's not as good as wine.

Hook a duck, tractor rides and decorate a biscuit were fun but the highlight by a mile was the petting zoo. Amid my mutterings of 'we didn't have a petting zoo in my day' I ushered the small ones in for what turned out to be the most fantastic 45 minutes of their week and probably the best value £2 I've spent in ages.

K&W held ducks, guinea pigs, rabbits, chicks, geese, baby mice and fed a baby goat from a bottle.

The team running it were fabulous : competent, confident and with a sense of humour completely undiminished by 4 hours of small children wandering around their pen. They plonked furry and feathered beasts onto children's heads, laps and hands - giving them no time to be nervous or refuse. The highlight for me was a quote from a small boy who was sat next to us. As a rabbit appeared on his lap he looked faintly unimpressed as he turned to his mum and asked :

"What does it do?"

Mum looked briefly flustered before replying :
"It doesn't do anything - it's a rabbit."

Okay, this was no Xbox but we had a great time.