Tallangatta Open Day.

You may remember me talking about the fete I'm organising for my hometown? Well we're now in full swing my loves. It feels so decadent to be allowed to organise a fete as a job!

And I think the stallholders may feel the same because we have so many wonderful people signing up with even more wonderful ideas.

In my head I can see the whole scene. A clown making balloon animals, the mobile farm where countless ducklings will be strangled-with-love by little tackers, too much sugar, haybales, perhaps some terrible busking. It's going to be magical.

Fetes.

I LOVE fetes. Everything about them. The simplicity, the popcorn, the fairy floss, the kids on a sugar-high with their faces painted as a tiger or cat or something equally as wonderful.

I'm organising a fete for my hometown at the moment. And I am, just quietly, loving it. I've been drawing inspiration from the English fete I visited earlier this year.

What are your favourite fete activities?

Ah...the joys of a country fete!

A couple of weeks ago I stumbled into a country fete in the 'garden of England' - Kent - just south of London.

I was instantly transported back to my childhood.  There were old vintage cars, a bric-a-brac stall (that I spent a lot of time at I must say!), yummy cakes and even a Spitfire flyover.  Absolutely heavenly.