Sunday, July 06, 2008


The school where I do some volunteering had its annual summer fayre or fete or fair or whatever it's called. So, of course, we went down to have a look. Without Buddy, I think our visit might have lasted fifteen minutes. But Buddy loves to see other children and so he had a grand old time.

There was a big BBQ, with women in hijab serving lamb kebabs with spicy Indian sauces. There was a bouncy castle (Buddy's too little for that), and cotton candy (candy floss in Brit-speak) and a baked good stall and bric-a-brac and books for sale and various other ways to fleece money out of fayre-goers.

And there was the money-making scheme that I remember so well from my school-going, church youth-group attending days.


Krispy Kreme donuts.

And they tasted better than I remember. (I've been sort of down on Krispy Kreme since I got thrown out of the one in Knoxville - for singing. As I recall, the other patrons loved it.)

The man at the donut stall (a parent)had gotten a very good deal on the donuts (I wasn't clear if he got them free or not). And he got a lot of balloons, too. One of them he gave to Buddy, who was thrilled!


jen said...

Never even tasted a Krispy Kreme when I was in the States.

Now, whenever I see them, I gotta have one!

melusina said...

I wish we had Krispy Kreme here. Or maybe I don't.

You were thrown out of a Krispy Kreme and I was thrown out of a Dunkin' Donuts. These donut-makers are tyrants!

"John Galt" said...

"...I got thrown out of the one in Knoxville - for singing."

Of course, no adult beverages were involved.

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