Village Fair

No Monday at grandad's this week as it was Bank Holiday yet again but we had a great day on Sunday.

In the afternoon, we went to the local park for the village fair. There was heaps of stuff going on; snakes and lizards, trampolining, more food than anyone could look at let alone eat, hippies, bikers, balloons, etc. We had a little walk around and we saw some balloons that were in the sky so Ryan got me one and I went "Whoa, whoa, whoa" and let it go to chase the others. We got another one for Baby Bear but he didn't let his go.

We walked around the foody places which my dad seems to like and along with Ryan, he disappeared for several minutes before returning with a sauce laden knapkin and a big smile on his face!!! There was Carribean food from town, Polish food from town and some English food that must've been imported from somewhere. There was the obligitory beer tent complete with the usual type of clientelle but they were all happy. The music tent was in full swing and even some of the songs were slightly ok.

We went to the trampoline man who looked a bit like Victor Meldrew and was equally as happy. I was in a group of 5/6 that went onto the 6 little trampolines. It was brilliant, I jumped around like a demented kangeroo and kept falling over and then onto the other trampolines. I couldn't help it, the sheer power of my boing boing boings made me go every where I didn't want to go. Victor Meldrew got a bit grumpy and told me to stay on my patch but as I'm not even two years old, I didn't have a clue what he was saying so I kept jumping about. The grumpier he got, the bouncier I got. It was magic. When it was time to get off, which came around way too quickly, Victor Meldrew ushered us all off but me and a little girl were having none of that. We jumped behind him, in front of him and each side of him. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Ryan came onto the trampolines to get me but Victor Meldrew told him to get off, so Ryan said "Ok, you get him off then" and he couldn't!! I am now the Village Champion Trampoliner!!

When I did finally find my way off the trampolines, we had another little walk around and Nanna thought it was a wise move to buy me a bubble gun. After spending two hours trying to understand how it worked, I was let loose with the bubbles. Everywhere we went there were bubbles all over the place, not all my bubbles but we saw billions of them. In the ice-cream queue, I managed to bubble someones lolly, bubble three dogs and an old lady that stood still too long. When it was time to go home, I even bubbled Ryan in the car and he coughed and spluttered which made me really giggly.

At home, I got dinner ready with grandad and then we threw balls at the windows whislt it cooked before Nanna caught us. Apparently this isn't a good game to play but I still can't see why not - even Millie liked it. We had our dinner and afterwards I made a smiley face on a big gingerbread man before eating him all up.

After yet anothet Bank Holiday, we should be back to normal once more next week.

Catch yer later

Dogg