Bury Summer Fete, a quintessentially English afternoon.
A very English Summer Fete
Just outside of Arundel,
is the most beautiful village of Bury.
You leave Arundel,
and travel up the hill towards the A29,
taking the second exit at the roundabout,
past Whiteways Lodge.
If you glance into the car park to the left,
you might catch sight
of a multitude
of bikers.
The motor variety, not the cycling.
It's quite a picture.
Hmmm, what DO you actually call a gathering of bikers?
Anyway......
The bikers have kind of adopted the
place and there are several websites relating to their
informal gatherings.
At various times of the year,
you might see a few hundred bikes there.
Here's Whiteway's website.
As you drive towards Bury Hill
glance over to your right,
where there is one of the most
spectacular views of the area.
There is a small lay by.
It's worth pulling in and taking a photo,
or just
mentally breathe
in the view.
At the bottom of the hill,
turning right at the pub,
there is the most beautiful village of Bury.
Every year, when my dear chum
Stella, returns from Kentucky
for a few weeks sabbatical,
we try to get together and do all the very
English things,
that after
about 20 years in the US
she still loves to do.
Jumble sales and
car boots are up there
high on the list,
but
English Summer Fetes
must surely be at the top.
The fete at Dorset House school
in Bury is about as quintessentially
English as you can get.
As I walked in the band were playing.
Excuse the jiggling around of the camera,
I was all agitated and desperate to get to the bargains,
on the
bric a brac,
clothes,
books,
plants,
&
pictures stalls.
In that order.
Yes, really,
in order of importance. LOL
We all meet for tea in this little area.
They did guarantee the cakes were zero calories,
but I suspect they were just saying that to raise money for the Church. ha ha
Over the years,
Allan, Stella's very American husband,
has put up wonderfully, with our bargain hunting.
I'm not saying he doesn't come up with some acidic comment
as he scans our bags of bargains,
but they are all said with good humour, sorry humor,
and a sparkle in his eye. Ha ha
The surroundings are quite beautiful.
It's a lovely local venue for weddings
Sadly, we didn't win any raffle prizes,
which would have rounded the day off perfectly.
We did, however, have the most glorious afternoon.
Red sky at night..shepherds delight
The skies over Arundel were quite spectacular last night.
I haven't touched up these photos...they are just as I took them using the camera on my phone.
Stunning hey?
I'm off to Heathrow,
to pick up the lovely Nass.
There is something so sad when you wave someone
off at the airport, isn't there?
It doesn't actually seem to matter,
how long they are going for, does it?
You still have a tear welling up in the corner of the eye.
But, equally, there is something so joyous,
in meeting them
on their return.
Of course, that euphoria, doesn't always
survive the drive back from Heathrow, does it? LOL
Only joking, Nass.
Only joking, Nass.
Have the most lovely Sunday.
