This was my school fete in the summer of 1966.
My mum was involved in organising so I got to present flowers to the 'celebrity guests' who opened the fete. I looked neat and proper with my little bow-tie but I ruined it all by shaking with my left hand.
One of the posh ladies in a pink dress was smoking - you wouldn't see that these days.
It said on the poster that the fete was to be opened by Richard Whitmore, a BBC news reader who lived locally. But it looks like he didn't make it as it wasn't him making the speech, and many years later I went skiing with his daughter.
I wish I knew what song The Clarions were playing. You've got to dig the two accordians.
That was my auntie in pink bowling for a pig.
I think it was the following year that I caused a bit of a scene at the Bowling for a Pig.
I won it - but as I was little they wouldn't let me have the pig and gave me ten shillings instead.
I really, really wanted the pig!
ALERT, ALERT - stand by for some politically incorrect fancy dress...
Heck, what is all that cultural mis-appropriation going on here? And the bunny girl!
I was all cool though - I was the blue dog holding hands with the brown bear.
Anyone remember Yogi Bear and Hucklebury Hound?
Pick a Pocket for sixpence - you would get arrested for that these days!
Now let's look at ladies legs to finish up. What about men's legs?
Whatever happened to the good old ways...
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