The bunting’s gone soggy and there is silence in the streets.
Just a few days ago, the village was alive with energy, as the Queen of England’s 90th birthday proved the perfect excuse for a communal party.
It didn’t matter that it rained on the parade. The show just went on.
A village hall bursting like a fat sausage as residents descended for a big breakfast; afternoon teas in the graveyard; decorated carts for the ‘pram’ race tearing around the one-way system; a packed church for a service giving thanks for such a wonderful community; a street party where all the food was donated and three bands performed on a stage provided for free by a local contractor.
At times like these, this village rocks.
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