A ‘WHERE’S WALLY’ SKETCH: It always amazes me how visually transformed Iden village hall becomes during our pantomime, or at the seasonal plant shows given by the I den and Playden Garden Society. It’s like furnishing a bare room, whatever you put into it brings it to life, and changes it’s whole concept. The same thing happens on fete day in Iden’s playing field. The whole place becomes almost unrecognisable as the normal quiet field where people walk their dogs. It’s so alive with activity and colour that it always seems to me to resemble a ‘Where’s Wally’ sketch. It looks different, it smells different [all those burger and fried onion smells !], and everyone acts differently, wandering around with an air of summer frivolity. It’s a lovely day, and always memorable. The boot fair, the fairground rides, the W.I. cake stall, the ice cream vans, the hamburger stall, face painting , cream teas, ‘ Bargains Galore’ and arena events. You name it, and Iden fete has it. Squeezing in one more event would be like trying to cram one more armchair into the living room, because it’s already choc-a bloc with activity------ IDEN FETE is on Saturday 25th July.

A SERVICE OF HOLY COMMUNION: There will be a service of Holy Communion in Iden Parish Church, on Sunday 5th July at 9.30 am.

THE POP-IN: The next Pop-In will be on Monday 6th July, in Iden village hall, at 11 am. It’s nice to have a get together, and time to relax. If we sit at home on that Monday morning, we’ll be up and down like a yo-yo finding jobs to do, but all we have to do at the Pop-In is sit and talk and be waited on. Iden may be a small place , but we can always conjure up something newsworthy to talk about!

BINGO: The next Bingo session will be on Thursday 9th July in Iden village hall Doors open at 2pm, eyes down at 2.30pm. Everyone is welcome, from Iden and the surrounding area. There is a raffle, a light tea served half way through, and besides the ordinary bingo books, there is a flier, and a jackpot, which tends to creep up in value until it reaches quite a substantial amount.

IS ANYONE MISSING A CAT?: Pat Buckland rang to ask me to mention that a lady knocked on her door to say that she had accidently knocked a cat with her car as it ran into the road, at about 10am on Friday June 26th. The cat, a striped tabby with a white strip, ran off, but after some searching, and house to house inquiry, the cat was not found , and it is not known whether it was okay .Pat felt it right to mention it, in case someone in the Iden area is missing a cat. I hope all is well.

A GOOD OLD RAIN: What we need is a good old rain now and again, something that does what it says on the tin and really soaks into the ground. Rain is such a law unto itself isn’t it? When the ground is already water-logged it will come down in torrents, and when everything in the garden is as dry as a bone, we get a few spots. It holds us to ransom. Suddenly there will be a hosepipe ban and we are advised not to clean our teeth with the tap running, and just when we fear a drought [of biblical proportions,] we get a deluge, and everyone is sloshing about once more with gay abandon. Drizzle is the one that gives us all the pip though isn’t it? It tends to be such an all day thing, and is so half hearted. It brings misery with it and it won’t go away .It’s like having to sit and listen to a great aunt all day complaining about her bunions [There is no get-out clause, and you know you are in for the long haul!] The rain I know and love comes in the night in torrents, and lying in bed listening to it pattering on the roof gives a sense of well being [being grateful for a roof over our heads for one thing], but my favourite is when it rains on a scorching hot day, a quick heavy rain that releases all the thundery tension in the air, and leaves us with steaming pavements and a stillness which is difficult to describe!

AS RICH AS CROESUS!: Certain things that I have in my possession make me feel rich, and it has nothing at all to do with money. For instance, if I have a cupboard full of those hand soaps with the dispenser that sit beside a wash basin, I get a sense of fulfilment. Why I don’t know, but they seem to have replaced a bar of soap in a more glamorous way , and I like choosing ones that match in with the colour of the kitchen or cloakroom. Finding one with maybe a few flowers on it, and I’m a happy bunny [I lead a sad existence!] What else now, embroidery silks, I do like embroidery, and having a good selection of different colours to work with makes me as happy as a pig in mud. Serving dishes are another thing that make my heart sing. If I get a new serving dish for Christmas, I’m still admiring it on Boxing Day. I suppose it’s like a man owning a socket set, give him a few more sizes that he hasn’t already got, and it’s like giving him the moon! I wouldn’t want to live in Hollywood or own a pair of Manolo Blahnik shoes, but give me a fluted, earthenware dish just big enough to hold a few peas, or a skein of emerald green sewing thread, and I feel as rich as Croesus![By the way thank you so much Linda for all the cottons!]

CONTACT ME: If anyone has anything to add to the Village Voice, please ring Gill Griffin [telephone 01-797 280311]

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