Life in Pleasantville

[susie_flo]

Last weekend G, Natalie and I went to the St Margarets summer fete on the green at the end of our road...  (yes we really are that twee, despite G's regular hypocritical shouts of "fuck off you twee bastards!" whenever 'The Archers' comes on radio 4.)  

Alongside the usual array of cake stalls, bric-a-brac, ludicrously expensive hand-crafted jewellery and shabby chic homewares, this event gives local bands a chance to perform to an unlikely crowd.  Last year we had a gang of baby-emos who all slanted in the same direction.  This year we had the cutest group of baby-rockers (described in the brochure as "metal-ish with lots of energy and keen to show their talents").  We couldn't wipe the indulgent grins off our faces as we watched the lead singer scream into the microphone with his barely-broken voice while his band-mates head-banged for England.  One of them had his entire bum hanging out the back of his teeny-weeny jeans.  The mosh pit included mums, several toddlers and a gaggle of adoring schoolgirls who clustered possessively around the band when their set ended.  Bless!

This event, along with the Christmas fete every December, is the highlight of the St Margarets social calendar.  As a result it tends to bring all of the local C-listers out of the woodwork.  We spotted four this time... Milton Jones (local comedian) Jason (the sweet, baldy, pet-like presenter of the Gadget Show, for some reason judging the dog competition), someone off Corrie (no idea) and Nick Frost (propping up the beer tent as usual).  Sadly no sign of the lovely Anthony Head, so perhaps he is not 'local' after all :-(

Still, we did find a fab set of cast iron kitchen scales for a tenner... (alright, I am a twee bastard and will fuck off accordingly)

Comments

[steer.livejournal.com]

The archers does provoke me to a killing rage.

Milton Jones rocks. Does he look and dress like he's just been sniffing industrial solvents when he's not on stage?

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

I think he saves the gravity-defying hair for gigs, cos he was decidedly normal looking, though endearingly crumpled.

I'd quite like to see you in a killing rage... :-)

[steer.livejournal.com]

I'd quite like to see you in a killing rage...

You've seen me and rosamicula together -- she's pretty enraging, not quite so much as the Archers admittedly.

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

I think she loves you (there is no way you can pick on someone that badly without loving them!)

[rosamicula.livejournal.com]

I don't love him! He's fat and smells of tea! I love Milton Jones!

[the-meanest-cat.livejournal.com]

Ok, I concede that you are probably a unique case when it comes to picking on boys!