Today was day three of the Frome Festival which was combined with an augmented monthly version of the Frome Market that happens every Saturday. I found the atmosphere was such that I could indulge in my naughty and outrageous habit of making comments to everyone and anyone with a pulse. That's not quite true because some people radiate 'don't come anywhere near me', so I don't. Others who have a...
I have decided to take a deep dive into the workings and architecture of this event because I think it is excellent as a model which could be applied nationwide as a supportive environment to discuss how to bring people together to further enrich the community in all its aspects. This model is applicable to all conurbations large and small. The detail may not be of interest to everyone but as I...
Most Brits have heard of this organization, NGS, which exists to encourage the opening up of private gardens for visitors. I expect other countries have their equivalent but today was the turn of Frome to show five gardens. In a way this is in competition to the Frome Secret Gardens which is part of the Frome festival which takes place in July. I think the term secret garden has more cashet then...
Making the best of 'just another day'. Long story short. I define a 'good day' as making a difference to the lives of other people no matter whether in a small way or a large way. I thought today, Saturday, is as good a day as any to put this to the test not that I need to but just to have the intention of making a difference to other people and enjoying the dialogue. The implication is that...
Yesterday, Saturday, after doing little other than attending a coffee morning and in the afternoon doing things in the home, we have what I can politely say to be a day of surprises. Our plan was to go to the monthly flea market which is held at an exhibition ground to the south of Frome, at the same venue as the Frome Cheese show, then going to view an exhibition of surrealist and existential...
To the village of Clutton to enjoy the annual outdoor celebration which does not change much from year to year. There are various small sales stalls, charity stalls, local initiatives, a large tent where the most glorious selection of cakes, all homemade, were available for the princely price of two pounds of slice. I found someone who was selling carrot jam believe it or not and it was...
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