Here we are on Saturday morning, joining the throng of folks headed for this first festival devoted to 50 years of vintage cool. I rather like the signage, I must say.
Over the red carpet we all tripped, after a short walk through a little wooded clearing. There had been rain the day before and there were a few squelchy bits underfoot to miss. This bevvy of bathing belles was the first thing we saw; shame about the sad, sexist old bloke that was with them!
There were lots and lots of photographers here, snapping people as they walked through, in particular, the people who dressed up for the event which was heavily encouraged in the advertising. What to do next? It's a very large site with a mind boggling array of things to do...
Straight ahead was the much talked about "vintage high street" with its pop-up shops. We went straight to the beauty parlour which was offering (at a cost) makeovers and hair styling but all the appointments were already completely booked for the day. Ah well.
Oxfam's shop looked pretty jazzy from the outside. Mr HH reliably informs me that everything they were selling was donated (given charity shops seem to be full of new rubbish these days) and I have read that they took thousands of pounds within hours of opening. I didn't actually go inside, which now seems incredible, but there was simply too much to do in two days.
Anyone for tea? The idea behind V at G is that it is a pretty posh festival, people dressing up in their glamorous (vintage) best, wining and dining and who would have thought it, there were even flushing loos!
Ah, I didn't go in this shop either.
Only kiddding, 'course I did!
The pop-up shops were fab, it's amazing everything looked so professional and yet it was all just for a few temporary days. Cath K was very busy indeed and I thought the shop looked great. A few items had been created specifically for sale at the festival including woven badges and items made from discontinued fabrics (book bags, and tea towels which came in a quirky can!)
There was even a Cath K ice cream counter. It was all beautifully displayed, there was a gorgeous painted dresser behind groaning with china and goodies and all the paper ice cream tubs and cone wrappers were decorated with pretty Provence Rose print.
Further along the high street there was also a pop-up John Lewis haberdashery store. We came here very late in the day so it was relatively quiet. There were areas set up for crafting workshops, you can see here that Rowan had covered the tables in a patchwork of pretty fabrics and made those whacky lampshades.
There was also a very cosy corner devoted to yarn.
I wasn't particularly impressed with the things for sale but the team had done a stunning job of styling the place.
Want to learn some new skills? Best to head to the vintage school...
In here, the company Clothkits was running workshops.
This Kenwood pop-up shop shows you the scale of the high street with its super scale buildings. My mum still has a Kenwood mixer just like this!
Inside, there were cookery demonstrations from qualified chefs in this very cute retro kitchen.
We rested a while in the Festival of Britain pub complete with its retro jukebox and vintage fittings. Somehow, by Saturday lunchtime they had already run out of draught ale though?
The festival was in a beautiful setting, surrounded by rolling country fields, there was even a windmill at the top of the hill to gaze at whilst enjoying your ice cream from this rather marvellous van.
There were a lot of vintage vehicles at the festival which pleased the Munchkin no end. Mr HH rather took a shine to this beauty. Move over 007!
...but I think this was more within the budget...
...whilst the Munchy one was going ga-ga over the vintage caravans. He managed to sweet talk the owners wherever he went and they usually ended up asking him to pose for photos!
Aside from wandering around the many lovely vehicles, there was a traditional funfair to enjoy.
Disappointingly but perhaps predictably, all the rides were at extra cost and were not cheap. The Muchkin went on the helter skelter which is his favourite, but £2 for one go was a far cry from 3 goes for a £1 on the Isle of Wight recently!
A seasidey area had been created complete with sand which many families were enjoying...
Music, oh yes, everywhere you went there was music. Not all of it was to our taste but we enjoyed the rock 'n' roll lounge, "Let it Rock"! This band was fantastic.
So much so that quite a few folks were strutting their stuff, even at midday.
Come evening time, this however, was much more the HenHouse scene.
Here the theme was the 1940s and '50s so we were pretty much in our element watching all the talented dancers whilst scoffing a pretty good dinner (once we'd queued for an absolute age to get in - not good).
The highlight for some appeared to be the nightly burlesque show but as it took place at about 8pm it was not particularly risque.
I was pretty disappointed to be honest and preferred the band!
This was the Johnny Miller Band and they were superb. There's nothing quite like hearing all those fabby old songs played by a proper full live band.
Next day, there was still so much to see and after a rather late night, it was a tad daunting! The main building wall you can see in the photo below was home to an ever-expanding collage of photos of nattily dressed festival goers who were being snapped as they walked in.
Ah, there we are!
Time for yet more retail therapy for behind each side of the vintage high street was the vintage marketplace...
Here there were second hand and new vintage-style goodies from all the various eras. The first section we encountered looked pretty much like a jumble sale but I guess if you were into newer vintage maybe it was just the ticket.
There were also areas for yet more crafting:
The BBC Homes and Antiques magazine stand looked great. It was beautifully decorated with atomic era fabrics and furniture and the two ladies in attendance looked similarly stylish.
In the end we did find many stalls which were to our taste...
...and even found old friends! Who did we bump into but the first lady of vintage fabrics, Donna.
Refreshment stands were dotted around the site, this one selling vintage cakes being more my cup of tea (ha dee ha)!
This one was also styled as a vintage tearoom. Not sure why everyone there looks so miserable?!
Children getting bored? Well ours didn't but there was a rather jolly looking Butlin's tent to entertain them if they were.
I was content to rest my poor little aching feet and ponder all things vintage. Now where's my cocktail?
...and according to the Munchkin, this little mention makes us famous at last ! (Thanks ladies-Annie, Jill and Donna- for the tip offs.)