The fair is run for and by the primary school. There were lots of activities for the younger citizens of the town.  There are always good second hand books (I've donated a box or two over the time) and on one stall all that was left were this group of Bungendore dogs. Apparently it raised a lot of money this year. Well done.

This photo is here for two reasons, first is the obvious puddle and I'm working up to a rant about the metal fences that seem to be spreading like some feral plague around the town. I just know that we'll look at these fences in the same way we see the fake brick cladding. That has ruined the integrity and charm of so many weatherboard houses and now that it's lifting and peeling off, has made them look like slum dwellings rather than the 'cream brick veneer' dreams of the owners (or the smooth talk of the cladding sales shysters). Standby for a metal attack.

On the highway driving back from Sydney last week I saw the first of the cherry stalls.  Surprisingly we don't usually have them in Bungendore, so when this one set up on the highway in town, I eagerly stopped to buy some. and talk to the stall holder.

Mick is the guy in the cap, but the grower's are Robyn and Arthur Hoad from Barega Orchards in Young, as you'd expect being the source of most of the cherries we get around here. Arthur was helping setup and said that they're heading for a fully organically grown crop next year, and is just a bit anxious as there's a lot of trust still in sprays, when your living is dependent on what you produce. They're covering their bets with at least half a dozen varieties and they had three different ones on sale here. They're even planting some varieties like the American favourite, Bing. All the fruit have particular characteristics and cropping times, so having a range of varieties can mean you don't lose all your crop, such as having them split when it rains, or being drought tolerance.