The snow was coming from a snow machine poking out of an upstairs window at the British Legion, and it does make the entrance look more festive! Father Christmas is meeting children inside the club, and there's a small choir singing from the little courtyard next door, at a good distance from the audience and each other. When I passed, the Town Cryer was there too.
Over the rest of the Christmas Fayre, the sun is shining.
The market marshals have tinsel wrapped around their 2m sticks, and only 8 people at a time are allowed in the Buttermarket, where there are all sorts of crafts on sale. The rest of the stalls are in the market place, the Cheese Market, and up Castle Street. There's beer, and gin, and charcuterie and jam, jewellery and Christmas decorations, chainsaw carvings (there's a lovely dragon on the back of the lorry), wooden spoons, children's clothes, baskets, quilts, blankets, and more.
The Fayre is open until 4pm.
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