Saturday morning, started with a massage, macaroons, a found coin and a perfect sunny-day-drive to Edinsborough Gardens with an all-day free car park right out the front of the Village Festival.
Perfect.
I spent the whole rest of the day in the sunshine with my friends, lounging on cushions in front of tented stages and flitting around the stalls and shows, getting my cards read... The most difficult thing I did was decide on which flavour organic ice-cream I wanted.
(that's not actually true - I endured three very intense renditions of 'Happy Birthday' that bordered on frat boy hazing... But it was amusing)
I think my favourite thing (aside the shows 'Greedy Boy' and the been-dying-to-see-them Porcelain Punch) was the game 'The Curse' run by the marvellous Pop Up Playground. A fabulous game that had seven of us all running around the fair ducking behind tents to hide from child clowns (I don't fear clowns....usually...but they weren't really clowns and they ran fast) and trying to decipher our curses before time ran out
(I may have threatened/gently kicked my old house mate to get him to go faster... But to be fair I helped free my friend's date from his curse... balances out, right?)
With our curses lifted we regrouped for licorice, music and recounted our adventures (and the details of curses for those unable to complete their quest... Poor Nikki will never taste salt again!) and watched baffled and charmed as giant ravens, puppeteered smaller versions of themselves and played curious instruments.
The night ended with one more horrible rendition of 'Happy Birthday' and I wove my sleepy way back home.
I definitely recommend keeping an eye out for The Village Festival and all of the above mentioned performances...I personally will be attending many more Pop Up Playgrounds.
Photos are of the wolf I dubbed the guardian of the Ticket Booth and an attractive gentleman I met outside Detrimental Wonderland - which my dear friend described as 'like Roz's house, only without couches'.
The night ended with one more horrible rendition of 'Happy Birthday' and I wove my sleepy way back home.
I definitely recommend keeping an eye out for The Village Festival and all of the above mentioned performances...I personally will be attending many more Pop Up Playgrounds.
Photos are of the wolf I dubbed the guardian of the Ticket Booth and an attractive gentleman I met outside Detrimental Wonderland - which my dear friend described as 'like Roz's house, only without couches'.