There's a medieval barn, a church and a couple of pubs.
The fair is tiny - an old fashioned community fair.
They usually have some wonderful cakes and we weren't disappointed.
The fair is a continuing miracle because this little village and its houses will all disappear under the bulldozers of the airport - if it gets to build its third runway.
Just behind the churchyard (which will vanish too) is an area of fields, just waiting for the concrete;
So every fair is an act of defiance.
When we got there it started raining, which was a shame.
But we are a hardy lot - "Pimp my jazz" usually play for us and they were ready with cover;
They play a mixture of Jazz and Easy Listening, usually not my thing but perfect for a sunny summers day.
And in the end, that's what we got - the sun did come out.
Here's Elena McAulay, guesting on vocals and really giving it some;
And Robyn and me, we had a couple of romantic dances in the June sun.
Neil Harris
(a don't stop till you drop production)
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