I have to admit that I've not visited the village of Wray before. I've driven past on my way to eat at The Highwayman, stopped before it when picniking at the Crook 'O' Lune and been meaning to visit for years because of the famous Wray Scarecrow Festival.
So when I decided to meet my parents there yesterday, I didn't really have any expectations about the festival or the village itself. We did get an idea how popular it was as we started to queue way before the village. This wasn't a problem though as the organisation of the parking was perfect, lots of people communicating well and directing traffic nicely.
The streets of the village were packed and in practically every house there was at least one small scarecrow in the window. A really great sense of community and we started to get a feel for how much effort the villagers had put into the festival.