Fete Brought Us Here...
There haven't been many British Bank Holidays over the past few years
that have been dry, sunny and warm but this weekend proved to be just
that. We stayed in the seaside town of Wells-next-the-Sea and attended the last of the summer's festivities.
Sunday's outing took us to Stiffkey, where lining the streets were an array
of amusing scarecrows. At the
fete we ate delicious Thai food and watched dogs race against their
look-a-like owners. Old fashioned violence had the children in
stitches as they sat in front of Punch and Judy and in the distance, roars of approval
were heard every time a ball hit the target in 'soak-a-bloke' or
'drench-a-wench' event.
Following on with wet events, we headed to the beautiful harbour village of Blakeney for the annual Regatta. It wasn't so much the sailing races the hundreds of quayside spectators were really interested in, but the greasy pole competition that had every one rooted to the spot for two hours. Children and adults attempted to glide, slip, slide and bash their bodies along an axle greased pole in an attempt to reach the end before falling into the sea. The spoils were shared between two locals (both past winners) after the sudden death 'slide off' failed to separate them. Excellent to watch but I expect quite terrifying to do. Watch the moving image to see if you can be tempted to take part in the 2008 challenge. Rather you than me.
