Pinning an Elder to the Wall + Village WI

Fair to say that the population in this small village is on the older side of  middle aged, with a sprinkling of the almost middle-aged and just a few young families.     The village is tiny and should really be called a hamlet, because we don't have a church. 
(Henry Vane the Younger had it dismantled in 1660, before he was beheaded, obviously!)

We have a tiny village hall.   This is not it.

Neither is this, but this next one shows the (dull) interior.
For some reason I cannot find a photograph of the exterior today.  Hey-ho!

Every few weeks we have a meeting in the hall, for anyone over 55 years of age; we don't ask for id,  we would gladly let younger ones in too.

Men are reluctant to attend, though we do have one brave man who attends any meetings which don't involve cooking or sewing - and I don't mean my husband, who is always otherwise engaged on meeting days.

As you can see, the expanse of bare wall is quite considerable, but thanks to one very keen local historian we are gradually filling them up with information boards which are full of old photographs, information about the history of the village, the blacksmith, the school, the watermill, and the railway which used to run through the other side of the village. 

Our current project involves plying a particular elder with drink - don't get excited, I mean tea - and allowing her to reminisce about her childhood in the village, her wedding, her life as a village school teacher and the ways in which farming has changed over the decades, with the odd foray into life during the war years, rationing, etc.

As she has been talking, I have typed.   The notes are going to be pared down a little, photographs and any further information added, then we'll make up another couple of information boards for people to read and enjoy.

I cannot help but look at the photograph which I took when my lovely DiL gave one of her cookery demonstrations to the gathering at the hall and then compare it to a photograph in the lobby, of some of the village hall stalwarts,  the village WI ladies,  from around the 1920's...

This is just a small section of the photograph, it is far too big to get all in one shot.   These ladies all belonged to our village WI, I love the way they are turned out in their smart outfits.

Impossible not to compare the very casual dress we tend to wear today  (the hall is very cold even with the wall heaters on full blast)   and feel that we are letting the side down somehow.

I wonder whether another project could possibly be for us all to dress formally and pose for a similar photograph, just for fun and to show that in 2018 we can still put on a good show.    If our solitary male doesn't want to be in the shot he could take the photograph.