If you’re a fan of duck-herding, ferret-racing, morris-dancing, welly-wanging, pie-eating and smoothie-drinking, and you weren’t in Regent’s Park at the weekend, you missed out big time.

After kind invitations from Dan, four of us made the trip to our capital city on Saturday for the innocent Village Fete. Despite a large downpour around one o’clock, we all had an excellent time. Except we don’t really have any good photos to show for it. Sorry. Here’s a picture of Phil after he tried to drink Tuborg through his eye.

And a close up of the table we sat at. You can just about make out at bit of Jo’s foot, top left.

If you’d like to see some slightly more professional photography from the day we’d recommend heading over to the Fete blog. A big thank you to everyone for the excellent hospitality.