Showing posts with label Village Fete. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Village Fete. Show all posts

Sunday, 14 July 2013

Village Fete goodies

 Yesterday, Chris and I went to my Mum's village fete.  You never know what you may find and I think we did pretty well!  Above was a little set which I knew I would have to buy (£1 - bargain!), just because it was so pretty.
 This gorgeous glass jug was...10p!  Can you believe it?  It would look lovely with either flowers or drink in it.
 This little cup and saucer set with delicate green and lots of gold (there were five more saucers, but no more cups)...
 ...together with this cup and tea plate (£1 for them all).  Didn't we do well?
The one thing I was hoping was that there would be a plant stall again. Last year, I rashly purchased a Streptocarpus.  Now, I am not known for my green fingers where house plants are concerned, as the only things I have managed to grow and not kill are Aloe Vera plants and Spider plants.  However, the Streptocarpus 'Myfanwy' which I bought then, not only survived the winter and my rather haphazard care, it is flowering profusely.
 Here is Streptocarpus 'Myfanwy', which has the most beautiful markings.  So, buoyed by my success with that one, I wanted to buy some more and I was in luck, as the plant stall was there and did indeed have some.
 Here is 'Bristol Ice Castle'.
 This dusky pink one is 'Jessica'.
 Here's a close up of the flower.
 Here is 'Hope'...
...and a close up.
I think they are gorgeous!  Having done a bit of internet searching (Dibleys nursery here seems to be the one to look at), I am feeling confident about having a go at propagating, as they seem to propagate easily from leaf cuttings.  I have a feeling that this may be the start of yet another collection!

Tuesday, 31 August 2010

Village Fete

At the village fete we went to last Saturday, at my Mum and Dad's village, there was an interesting display of vintage vehicles. Chris reliably informed me that the motorbike was a 'Vincent' and was a bike that people would love to own. I thought it was beautifully looked after and I loved the licence plate - 'JOY'. No doubt, that's what it brings its owner.


A Routemaster bus - the quintessentially English red bus as seen in London, turning up unexpectedly at a village fete!

We were both intrigued by this grass rolling machine which had obviously been in the field for quite some time, quietly rusting away.

Another beautifully maintained vintage car - they just don't make them like this any more!
The fete was very successful for us as we won two competitions (much to our surprise); the 'guess the curious item' and the 'name the pulses and beans/identify the fudge flavours'. Even the weather co-operated as although the sky went black, there was only a slight shower.