Village tales...and trails

Last night I volunteered to go on our village Diamond Jubilee celebrations committee. There was an open meeting in the pub, and about 30 people turned up. The aim is to have a free, all-inclusive party on our cricket field, with a marquee, music and food. There were representatives from all the main village groups, such as the Scouts, the school, pre-school and the church. 
I grew up in a village and I have really vivid memories of the Silver Jubilee. I can remember the dress I wore, the friends I was with, and best of all, meeting New People from Other Schools (at that time it was my life's ambition to meet New People, something which didn't often happen in a small village).

Our village didn't do anything community-wide for the Royal Wedding last year, so we want to make sure we do put on a big celebration this year. It's a great idea: villages can be very fragmented, with everyone sticking to their own little groups, and ours is no exception, so it'll be good to get everyone working towards one cause.

I took myself for a long walk this morning, as the magazine is pretty much finished for this month. I rambled for miles. Who knew that a field of cabbages could be beautiful? The sunshine was astonishing. I didn't see one single person during my five mile route, just lots of rabbits, and robins.

Now I'm about to settle down to an afternoon of sewing. Nothing too complicated. I have been promising myself that I would mend this wonderful old quilt, and now is the time.