But by far the busiest stall was this dude selling his homemade jamaican fayre. We sampled some authentic jerk chicken with rice and peas, saltfish fritters and ginger beer. Spicy but really good stuff.
Toby was kept entertained by decorating cupcakes...and then eating all the other cakes we were tempted into buying.


My favourite thing about Sunday, is that it's the only day where it's perfectly acceptable to change back into your pyjamas at 4 in the afternoon, crack open a cider (or insert tipple of choice), and snuggle up with a film. In particular, a rainy Sunday just feels wrong without a bit of meat roasting away in the oven, so later on Toby and I tucked into some succulent roast pork..
My favourite thing about Sunday, is that it's the only day where it's perfectly acceptable to change back into your pyjamas at 4 in the afternoon, crack open a cider (or insert tipple of choice), and snuggle up with a film. In particular, a rainy Sunday just feels wrong without a bit of meat roasting away in the oven, so later on Toby and I tucked into some succulent roast pork..
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