The second incarnation of my blog
A trip to the local fete, which we haven’t been to for a few years for various reasons. The one thing that never changes is Pete heading straight for a cake stall. The event was very well attended and Zac was particularly pleased with the fluffy fish he won on a stall.
This was proceeded by an hours run where I was sweating pure alcohol after the night before drowning my football sorrows.
A local photographer had a drone with him and took this great little film around the time we were visiting.