Gala

The  day of the annual village gala has come around again. I always enjoy it, mainly because there is something pleasingly old fashioned about it. It always gets a good attendance and raises a fair chunk of money for local charities too.
Today we took along J9s dad and Pauline, had a recuperative snifter in the local hostelry on the way back then spent hours sat in the garden and had a cracking late lunch courtesy of J9.
All round lovely bank holiday.