Cold, dark nights really do little for me, other than increase my desire to wrap myself up in cosy pyjamas, drink hot chocolate and sit beside a crackling log fire. Last night I had to stir my stumps, though, no pj's or fireside for me. It was the first Village Hall Committee meeting of the year.
I could have driven the car into the village but, given that we live a mere seven minute walk from the village hall, I decided to walk. We live right on the outskirts of the village, no footpath, muddy verges, little in the way of streetlights. The joys of a rural life!
I opted to wear my faithful Wellies and a warm coat plus a large, light-coloured scarf ('wear something light at night') I took my trusty torch and my courage out with me and marched along the lane. I was lucky, only one car passed me and they were wonderfully courteous and slowed down to a safe speed, this is worth mentioning because it is a rare happening. One of the local sports seems to be to get pedestrians, or at least to make them jump into the hedgerow or ditches. You may think I jest, I really do not.
Six of us turned out and managed to find our way into the village hall - no mean feat given the lack of lighting.
There were long and rambling discussions about the electricity meter and the amount of electricity which various groups use, I almost lost the will to live.
Then we moved onto drawing up a programme of events for the coming year, should we have a big summer show (dare we not, given the protests at that idea last year!) could we enhance the experience, should we do this, would we have the man (woman!) power to do that...
Chatter, chatter, notes taken, opinions sought. Decisions made. Meeting finally declared over.
It looks like being a fabulous year for Little Bunting, Dovecot Dell and Butterbump Splash!
A vintage tractor/car show, a dog show, the Village Show, a summer BBQ and bonfire, as well as the November one and the Christmas Bazaar..... phew!
Can we do it? Most definitely. Watch this space.