Harley Gala

My planned trip to a foreign land that had been arranged in an attempt to meet a couple more bloggers, had to be postponed - re-arranged for next weekend hopefully. So hubby and I found ourselves at a bit of a loose end, so we decided to walk to a neighbouring village to support their village gala.

Harley Gala has grown over the years. It is held on their lovely playing field and has something for everyone. The local pub does the beer tent, the village shop organises the BBQ, and there are some good little stalls to look around. Its a proper little community event.

One of my fave events was the police dog demonstration.
Hubby has taken part in a few of these events, and even with the precaution of having the arm padding on, has come away with a nasty nip or two - generally on his derriere!

The star of the show though was this young officer in training. I could have brought him home.
The vintage cars were smashing to look round too - we spent ages looking round them.

Something else I had my eye on!
The couple who owned this had it from new - for 37 years. It had all its original features and was in tip top condition. The lady showed me her photo album of their trips to the South of France. I told her that I loved it, and she confessed that she hadn't really liked the vehicle much until people had started telling her how lovely it was.
They had a great folk band playing, and being Yorkshire - a lovely Brass Band (always brings a tear to my eye).
We had a look at the birds of prey - who had a look back at us! The owls owner just looked like Bill Oddie!
Then it was time to walk back across the fields and home. A grand day out.