Jubilee Village!

5 June 2012
Ben Pentreath

It’s pouring with rain, the valley is drenched, and we’re all exhausted. But it’s that happy sort of exhaustion that comes from knowing that you’ve just put on the best party ever – and that the weather was on our side. Because after two days of rain, yesterday afternoon the clouds parted to reveal a brilliant golden evening, casting our village Jubilee celebrations in the most amazing sparkling glow you could imagine.

Festivities began on Sunday with ‘The Big Lunch’ – 65 of us in the village hall with an extraordinary feast donated, can you believe it, in a prize from Iceland. (the supermarket, that is, for our overseas readers). Who knew? Enough to feed a 100 people. And it was delicious as well as exuberant.

On Monday morning, a flurry of activity moving all that bunting down to the cricket pitch, where decorations were in full flow, marquees raised, and a 7 ton truck collected and parked to make the stage for the band later.

There was briefly time to inspect the fireworks being installed:

and to try out the stage

before heading down to the river where Honor Slade’s duck race was about to commence.  A nerve-racking event followed:

I don’t think I’ve laughed quite so much in a long time.

Time for a brief cuppa at home and for Mum, Dad, Will and Maggie to arrive – and then we made our way down to the cricket pitch where the village social club had put on what can only be described as the event of the decade. The grounds were bathed in fantastic sunshine.

and it was hard to imagine a more magical setting:


Classic cars…

Raffle ticket sellers…

Brilliant wood fired pizzas from Jalopy Pizzas

A prize every time (that’s my sort of competition)…

And then the whole glorious evening merged into, well, a slightly hazy time. Perfect picnic, bonkers party in the Morris Minor, patriotic Dunovaria Silver Band, brilliant ‘Slipped Disc’ on stage (the amazing sight of my Mum and Dad, aged 78 and 79 respectively, dancing to AC/DC… unexpected to say the least!!)… bouncy castles and sumo wrestling, the Queen Liz Bar, superb fireworks from Fireworks Solutions who we could not recommend more highly… A ‘Rock’ National Anthem performed by Slipped Disc followed by the lighting of a brilliant flaming beacon on the skyline (which I just did not manage to photograph). A night to remember.  The village rocked the valley!  Happy Jubilee!



13 comments on this post

Nicola Barriesays:

It all looked gorgeous and great fun! Nothing like a sumo wrestle to commemorate the Queen’s jubilee! I also loved The Queen’s Bar selling ‘Jubbilee Cider’! What did that taste like? Your picnic looked lovely. We share the same Spode dinnerware – I love mine. Cheerio, Nicola

deb millersays:

These photos have beautifully captured the essence of all the stuff I love and miss about England. These days I’m making it my goal to be back once a year and be part of happenings like this. And yes the best photos are always taken in the kitchen doing the dishes!

Those smiling ladies in the 4th photo from the top steal the show!

It looks like you had a marvelously fun weekend and those little ducks in the race are just precious. I loved the classic cars on display too by the way. I wish my Jubilee weekend was as fun and endearing as this!

Looks like so much fun! We made do by having an English friend (and his American family) over for a roast. Wish I could’ve been in England, looked like a fabulous time was had by everyone!

Deby (in Canada)says:

You made me cry… looked and sounded like perfection.
Thank you for so generously sharing. Cheers!


Dear Deby – it was perfection! It really was. And thank you for getting in touch from Canada. All best, Ben

Brilliant! What atmosphere, and that Moggie of yours seemed to be positively beaming!


Tim the mog was in heaven!!


sounds wonderful, a blueprint for a great party!


Dear Sharon I wonder if it was the best party we’ll ever throw!


Heart warming, wonderful stuff, Ben. Thank you!


Thanks Elaine, Happy Jubilations!

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