Sunday August 26, 2012
Around this time each year the Historic Houses Trust (HHT) opens up Rose Seidler House and the surrounding grounds for the Fifties Fair. A stage is set up with bands playing swing music and good old fashioned rock & roll and stalls sell everything from vintage frocks to cookware. I love the Fifties Fair. The music, the fashion and the overwhelming good vibes- a person could spend an entire day people watching as men, women & children come out in their Sunday best.
|Making meat patties the old fashioned way.|
This year was the first year that the fair sold tickets pre-sale, limiting the number of entrants. This seemed a reasonable adjustment given the fairs capacity for over-crowding and it's disruption of the surrounding neighbours. However what I did find disappointing was the lack of stalls when compared to previous years. I overheard a stall holder comment that there was a strict application process and that the number of stalls fell from 40 to 15. There wasn't even a merchandise stand for the Historic Houses Trust. Part of the reason I go each year is for the vintage goods and the severe lack in this area will make me think twice about going next year. I don't understand the HHT's need to downsize one of their most popular events. It can't be from the lack of volunteers as both my friend and I were volunteers last year and not asked to do it again today- one assumes cause there was no need. Word on the grapevine is that the event is also managed by a new person, which would explain the drastic changes. While it was still a fantastic day I couldn't suppress a stab of disappointment and I greatly hope the powers that be come to their senses and realise reverting to the past is always the best option.
|Sporting some fetching victory rolls.|