ON Friday, there was an entertaining evening in the pavilion. Two blokes from deepest Suffolk came and told us about life on the land between the wars. There were some slides and several songs, too, as well as some music from their accordions. Being from

ON Friday, there was an entertaining evening in the pavilion. Two blokes from deepest Suffolk came and told us about life on the land between the wars. There were some slides and several songs, too, as well as some music from their accordions. Being from Suffolk they didn't use girlie things like microphones; they spoke loudly. You do if you're used to having a chat across a beet field.

Unfortunately, speaking loudly didn't quite cut the celery at times because, for some reason, the pavilion is a magnet for a large group of children on a Friday night. Fair enough, they've got to go somewhere, but annoying other people by making lots of noise and banging on doors and windows isn't that bright, really. After one of the audience went out for the second time to request a bit of peace they quietened down and concentrated on riding their bicycles and smoking their cigarettes, but it's a shame he had to. I expect it's the usual cry of 'there's nothing to do', but nobody is likely to help find them somewhere to go if this is the sort of thing that happens. Let's hope they can keep themselves under control now that firework month has started.