Thriplow Daffodil Weekend

Matilda and I headed off this afternoon to the Thriplow Daffodil Weekend. After a rather grizzly start the sun fought it's way through just as we left home providing perfect Spring conditions for Daffodil spotting. The first Daffodil weekend took place in 1969 when the residents of the village threw open their garden gates serving tea and cake to visitors in order to raise funds for the church roof. £206 was raised that first weekend sparking the community to do the same the following year, and so the Daffodil weekend was born. Still to this day, the whole community come together to play their part, whether it be baking cakes, running stalls or helping to clear up at the end. Today the money raised is distributed amongst many local charities.


The committee was awarded The Queens Award for Voluntary Service, the charity equivalent of an MBE, in honour of their efforts supporting local causes.



Run over two days, the village becomes a traffic free zone giving us a little taste of the olden days before cars, shire horses ferry people across the village. It was a wonderful sight to see children running freely along the road without fear of oncoming traffic, music filled the streets as people shopped in the craft areas or sat eating food in the sun provided by local companies including one of my favourites Steak and Honour. There are magic shows, Pony rides, sheep dog shows everything you'd expect from an English Country event. Aside from all the brilliant entertainment the daffodils do remain at the heart of this quintessential event for they are everywhere tis a sight to behold...Thousands travel from near and far to see the daffodils, now I understand why. This will remain firmly in my diary from now on.