Three Days to go to Falcon Road Heritage Festival.
I can already smell the aroma of jerk chicken and fresh farm lamb burgers from outside Providence House, and hear the music and the excitement of young people performing, the cluck of chickens in the farm section, and the rattle of skittles falling in the bowling alley.
I think I can see the bright images of children being face painted. And there are cream teas, and woodwork model, and games, and table tennis challenge. Oh, and a chance for a family photo portrait.
And this is only part of the Festival.
I can’t wait till Saturday!