One of the things that I love about living in Cornwall (as a former townie), is that people here aren't afraid to embrace the traditional. I've been delighted to hear my daughter singing old songs in Cornish that she learnt at school, and ones about miners going away to America.
The other day I was invited to go along to a summer party near the Helford river.
It was a beautiful day, and there were glimpses of the other side of the river.
Finding the event was a bit tricky, it was somewhere down a lane.....
Soon we came upon some signs, this one reads 'It was a beautiful afternoon with fleeting clouds and a clear blue sky'
That led to a field with straw bales and bunting, it looked so lovely and yet so simple.
The children from the local school had dressed up and were taking part in Cornish dancing, which was great fun to watch.
There were old fashioned games to raise money for the school, including a coconut shy.
The prettiest lemonade stand.
And of course a traditional cream tea (scone with jam and clotted cream on top), so we lowered ourselves in.
Well, nothing for it but to sit back and enjoy!