Spent the last couple of days out and about. On Saturday we decided to head out for Dulwich Park, on the basis that neither of us had ever been there. En route we say signs for Dulwich Country Fayre (sic) so thought we would investigate. We were sent onto Gallery Road, where we could park. Jimmy commented that it was a bit of inspiration to build an Art Gallery on Gallery Road...
We strolled past Belair House and thought we would investigate the grounds. Very tranquil.
We carried on down the road, and cut through the Sports Ground whereupon we came across Dulwich Park, venue of the Dulwich Country Fayre. We spent a couple of hours there. It seemed pretty standard summer fair - a funfair, on which we didn't venture because my dearly beloved doesn't like going round and round, let alone up and down and upside down. There was a farmers' market winding down as we arrived, various craft and commercial stalls, food, drink the usual. The entertainment didn't seem to be on the scale of Lambeth Country Show, which usually has displays from the military, Sealed Knot etc.
I took quite a few photos. The one I didn't take which I wanted to was of a man I kept seeing. He was tall, black, dressed to match a stereotype of a gangster, bling-bling included. He walked around carrying a semi-automatic gun. It would have looked quite intimidating if it hadn't been purple and yellow plastic and designed for blowing bubbles!
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