This weekend is one of my favourites - it's the Rare Breeds Beer Festival down near Woodchurch close to the marsh. We go as a family every year and follow an accepted and effective format: the kids spend much of the time in the centre itself ooing over strange looking pigs and I spend much of the time in the beer tent ooing over strange looking beers. By 9pm we're all a bit worn out and crash where we are, crawling to the tent when the ground gets dewy. One year we had a mass impromptu football match and another I found myself wandering around a field full of dozing bullocks in the moonlight. I'm hoping for impromptu cricket this year.
It's a proper lovely do, as my sister would say.
See you all there.
BTW - Dr Sunshine's should shine in the Monty, friday night, promise (ish).