Canopes on the Lawn

We have never seen so many parked cars (except on the M25) or so many people.
One word had attracted them all.
freeThis is indeed our favourite word, but in a way it’s a shame that events such as we attended last night aren’t usually so well supported if there is a fee.
The marquees were erected earlier in the week, and talking to the site manager on Friday, there would be around 150 guests for the annual Wine and Canopes on the Lawn the following evening.

Hubby and I decided that we would be foolish to go anywhere in the car yesterday as by the time we got back, we’d have nowhere to park. In fact, coming back from a walk in the afternoon, cars were everywhere and being diverted to the lawn areas close to the river. One rather long vehicle wanted to be a little closer and decided to park on the bank along the single track tarmac accessing the marina. His back wheels had just inches to spare before disappearing over the top. Rather him than me.

Kick off was 7pm, but the two and a half of us didn’t arrive until 7.30.
The entertainment was a guy on a keyboard with a pleasant voice and large versatile repertoire, who kept the volume such that you could hear him, but also hold a conversation with other people.
We asked to share a table with a couple we knew by sight, though after half an hour, they moved on to mingle with other friends. Meanwhile, people we knew joined us.

It was an extremely pleasant evening. The weather had stayed dry though there was a slight chill in the air so I came back to the boat to get our jumpers.

I’ve never had canopes before, and to be honest didn’t really know what to expect other than little tartie things or crackers with pate on them. I was anxious though in case there was nothing but anchovies type nibbles which would mean we’d probably be down the chip shop later!
wine and canopesI got us a drink (Hubby cranberry juice and myself lemonade with a dash of white wine), and we had waitress service for the evening, each explaining what was on their tray; cheesie muffins, salmon crackers, beef and yorkshire pudding (with horseradish), sausage rolls, swirls of bread with cream cheese and hazlenuts, goat’s cheese and tomato pastries, herb and garlic biscuits, stilton cheese straws, prawn tarts, in fact something for everyone and a very wide choice, all freshly made in a mobile kitchen so a lot of the food was hot and there was plenty of it.

Everything was bite size, and we were encouraged (not difficult) to take two at a time.
Maggie was very good until she got a whiff of the sausage rolls and wearing her pathetic ‘they don’t feed me’ look, started following the waitresses round. We called her back and she settled under the table, but one lass took pity on her and (of course) I didn’t see the two sausage rolls ‘fall’ off the platter in her vicinity. Maggie has the knack of looking innocent when the evidence, in this case puff pastry, is stuck to her chin.
maggie 2 30 5There was plenty of wine and soft drinks available in the marquee, again served by staff, and it was a lovely relaxed atmosphere. I was surprised at the number of people I recognised, and even more so by the number who knew me by name! I even had a cuddle from one guy from the other basin (he’s in his 70s and an absolute sweetheart).

We’d missed the event last year as we didn’t arrive here until the following week.
The Marina hold three social events during the season, the first being a barbecue and at the end a Hog Roast, both of which attract a charge.
Talking to people today, they all said they had enjoyed it and that it was one of the best.
Most comments were on the music though which was different this year and apparently easier on the ear. Hopefully the young man will be invited back again.

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I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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8 Responses to Canopes on the Lawn

  1. scifihammy says:

    Sounds like a lovely evening and very well catered šŸ™‚
    And it’s a given no owners ever feed their dogs – especially when there is free food around!! šŸ™‚

  2. Free events are our favorites, too. Sounds like a delightful summer party.
    “canopes”. My grandmother (of the elegant manners and much travel in those days when those who could “took the grand tour of Europe” to educate their teens) used to talk of those. The word always seemed so elegant and exotic.
    Maggie is a doll – who could resist those eyes?

    • Her eyes are very expressive and she’s always made a fuss of. She can be funny with treats though. If they are offered (we are always asked if it’s OK) by someone she doesn’t know, she won’t normally take them.

      • Sounds like a smart pup, too. Here the vets say to train you puppy early not to take food from others. (Keeps them from getting fat, protects those with delicate tummies/diet, and sadly, here there are mean people that will harm dogs.
        She’s certainly go that glamour look. Imagine that coast is so soft and silky

      • You are so right about her coat, it is indeed soft and silky, and shines like polished glass most of the time. She eats what she needs and has never bolted her food, even with other dogs in the house. Her bowl is left down all day with the dried food in it, though occasionally she’ll have a scrambled egg or rice and boiled chicken if she’s got an upset tummy. We are relieved she doesn’t take from strangers as many don’t believe she’s 10 and where we used to live, young female dogs were stolen from cars, gardens or outside supermarkets for breeding on puppy farms.

      • It’s a sad world. So many dogs are snatched here for the same reason. Molly isn’t left outside alone. Paw waves and cheers for a happy day

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