Dogs feature large at the annual Peckham Rye Fete. Held this
weekend, the fete, as usual, attracted lots of people who ambled and did things
like eat cakes, buy ephemera, watch Punch & Judy, chat and generally gather
on the common land as if we were at a medieval fair. I bought books, garden
plants (six for a fiver), and a pot of ‘sunrise’ marmalade, which is a layer of
lemon over orange. Last time I came across the word sunrise attached to something
I could consume, it was a tequila sunrise but that was a long time ago. The
greatest attraction of the fete, though, is always the dog show. This boxer was
a contender in the fancy dress competition. He didn’t win, but he was a
contender.
