As you all probably know that at the end of the year we celebrate Christmas. As we get older I feel that it loses a little and it’s harder to regain the real feeling of Christmas. I think that the fairs we do recapture a little of that excitement that we once had, and some of the atmosphere has to do with the cold weather,we have had a little period of this just in time for the fairs.
Our first fair was at the Weald and Downland fair later than normal and colder than normal. Our cottage had both doors open and we froze. We did have a good time though with 5000 people on the Saturday and 6500 on the Sunday, and we met some old friends we see every year there.
The next one was a corporate one in the city of London at Aviva towers with my friend Debbi who works there. The city is amazing, alive and thronged with people during the week and deserted at weekends,the building of new sky high blocks continues at pace. The big blocks have been given silly names like;Gherkin,walkie talkie,toaster,cheese grater,cassette tape and soon the scapel. Every ten minutes a cement lorry went passed the window.
It was nice to have the Aviva choir singing carols around the piano ( good name for an office block).
The next fair was the frost fair in Carshalton around the ponds by Honeywood house, a perfect setting. There were clog dancers,choirs,brass bands and cajun groups almost next to us. There was also an amplified stage where Debbi was , she was next to the stage I said she was ……she has recovered her hearing now.
We had a lovely afternoon and it all went twinkly when the lights went on.
We have a two week gap before the last one, which will be in Centrale next to Debenhams on the 17th, after that we can put away our cheesy lights hang up our sannerats ( santa hats ) for another year.
Thank you all who came and purchased something and everyone who came and said hello.