I spent the afternoon helping to wheelbarrow the harvest produce from church to the village hall and preparing the tables. It was a great communal activity with lots of laughter. It is wonderful how this community comes together for a feast. This is our eighth harvest supper in this village. As I looked around the hall Iast night, at all the folks having a good time, I realised what a privilege it is to be so involved in their lives and their stories. The happy and the sad stuff of life.
Of course the greatest fun was to be had at the auction of the produce at the end of the supper. This year the money is being split between water aid and FRRME. I usually come home realising that I’ve paid £10 for a bunch of carrots or a pot of jam. The auctioneer is a master at his craft.
This year there was fierce bidding for a monster pumpkin (big enough to feed the whole village for a week). The pub got it so we know what will be on the menu for the next few weeks; pumpkin soup, pumpkin rissotto, roast pumpkin, pumpkin pie…….