The English Church fete is a wonderland of bric-a-brac and wartime games.
It's the one time of the year that anyone cares about coconuts, and if you don't leave a Church fête without at least one of the things you need to be asking yourself whether you actually attended a fête?
It's the only time of the year you'll see a pensioner handing a bottle of whisky to a toddler and no one bats an eye. The tombola gods have spoken and who are us mortals to defy them.
Don't ever change, Church Fête. I LOVE YOU!
