You shall go to the Ball ....

Not a very inspiring day - grey, mizzly and so much to do in the garden. The squash has not been exactly prolific this year - exuberant foliage but teeny fruit. My carriage will be small but perfectly formed.
There's a music festival in the village tomorrow - Melfest - a fund raiser in aid of a woman who is seriously ill. It's going to be held in the Tin Pub gardens - 2 stages and 14 bands. How this will be possible will be interesting to see as the Tin Pub is tiny and the gardens beautiful but not enormous. The portaloos have arrived though and the bunting is up!