We had one of those lovely Saturdays as a family, when you don’t decide what you are going to do until about 3 seconds before you do it. Of course the school fair was an anchor. Little B had a wonderful time leaping and yelping with his friends. He broke my heart choosing one of my cakes from the cake stall. I thought there were many more appealing delights for him to choose…he might grow up to be a diplomat or a con artist.
Then as we left the heavens opened and we scurried off to pick up groceries from our local shops. There, totally unexpectedly was as farmers market. Lovely little homemade things and great barbecue stalls which served a spontaneous lunch for family Varnam. I picked up this little picture, which I think will eventually sit on my desk. Disappointingly there is no label on the back, so I can’t tell you who made it. But I might go and seek out the market again next month.
