the penultimate fete

While we're not going to win the prize for biggest fete, Tansy and I (Cass) both agree that this little gathering, round the corner from Fruit Towers, has all the heart.

Arlett & our Karen bonded over a smoothie (who needs a bottle of Bollinger to get the conversation flowing?) and we soon discovered that Arlett is one of the ladies that helped us keep our bottles warm in winter with the woolly hats she's knitted.  Thank you Arlett.

Karen & I played the 'name the rabbit game' (delightfully as simple as it sounds) and Tansy tried her luck at the tombola, but sadly none of us walked away with a prize.  Instead we decided to treat ourselves to the £1 book stall and we're now all proud owners of some classics.

We set up outside to begin with, with our ball in the bucket game, but only managed to get one eager participant before it rained.  He insisted on playing by his own rules and got the balls everywhere but in the bucket - but with a face like this we couldn't resist his charms and he won a smoothie all the same.  Not before he'd sampled all our recipes though, to make sure he knew what his favourite was.  Quite an assertive young man I'd say.

He wasn't the only one who appeared to have a refined palette.  This little one was definitely more of a berry girl and she took her time in sampling it.

Generally the conversation centred around the health benefits and tastiness of the drinks, but we had our share of hot topics to cover including the British Summer and the flood damage in Hammersmith.

And that's how our afternoon went.  In such a cosy environment we couldn't help but remember the early days of innocent - and here's a picture to prove it.  Our thanks to the lovely people of the Grove Neighbourhood Centre, for reminding us that small can have a big heart.