We saw the wild ponies of the Fenland, a Konig heard which is increasing year by year.
Walking towards the wind mill across the fields gets you to the pretty village of Wicken itself.
It is worth a look round to see the thatched cottages, gardens and village pond.
We were lucky to see the mill working on Saturday, the same day as the Fete.
It is still able to produce flour using the French mill stones. We got some white flour which had been dressed using a wind driven machine. The Fete was entertaining with a dog show all afternoon. Best waging tail & Irish Brace (odd couple) among the categories to get judged. There was an assortment of stalls, roundabout, Punch n Judy, mechanical organ and other attractions.
2 comments:
Hi
These photographs are very beautiful.Do you make wheat flour with a pinwheel?
Hi Chas an Anne
I didn't realise that we had wild horses in the fens!
Your description of the village fete would probably have been recognised by somebody a 100 years ago; not much changes at these gatherings - quaint, very English and rather lovely..
NB Caxton
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