Fete time

This weekend is our village fete. I have no idea why it's called the fete de St Louis, it's not the name of the village, the church or anywhere around here!
Yesterday all the roads were closed for a cycle race, the sardinade and fireworks, and today it was the brocant and a running race. Two of our gite guests took part and told us that they came a respectable last!
Mr F the dogs and I went to the brocante, where we bumped into several people we knew but we didn't buy anything, then had a coffee a beer and a bowl of water at the local pub restaurant. Can you guess who had which beverage?