There is no doubt about it, our village hall is the hub of village life. Because our farm is about a mile out of the village, the only way I get to see other villagers is by going to things in the village hall.
On the first Saturday in each month there is a coffee morning to which villagers of all ages go - and I try to always go to that. In addition there are mother and toddler groups, there is a study group (they meet every wednesday evening in winter and walk every other sunday in summer) , there is a weekly art group and there are also one-off events.
One such one-off event took place yesterday when D, a friend in the village, celebrated his eightieth birthday by having a hundred of his friends to a birthday lunch. J, his wife, did all the catering - and a delightful spread it was too. We sat at tables for eight and there was great jollification.
I have attached a couple of photographs of the event. Notice the 29 on the cake - that is not meant to be his age but is to indicate that his birthday is on the 29th of the month and that they will be visiting his son and his family in France on that date - hence the early party.
Such happy events are the staff of village life. I don't think these kind of events could possibly take place in a town. I have lived in both villages and towns and on balance, in spite of the disadvantages, I do think I prefer village life. The odd trip to town comes in very handy (I am having one such this Thursday when friend W takes me to a large shopping centre) but walking the busy streets of city centres is no longer for me I am afraid.
Are you a villager or a townie?