FROM LADY GREY My dear Readers . . .
A very happy New Year to you all – may it arrive gently, with good humour, familiar faces in the village streets,
morale, you understand – that next year we fully sell out and consider a “Greyton Firefighters” edition? Tasteful, of course: a few hunky firemen, bravely handling their hoses, smudged with just the right amount of ash, gazing nobly into the middle dis- tance. Strictly artistic. Entirely fundraising. Utterly necessary. All for the good of the community, naturally. Now, about the Wine Festival. What a glorious event – music, laughter, and the gentle clink of glasses. But heavens above, can the pourers pour any less? It appears we have perfected the fine art of delivering the tiniest possible amount of wine into a glass without it evaporating on impact. Picture it: a mere twitch of the wrist, a delicate arc, and then… three and a half droplets. Quite an accomplishment, es- pecially on an exceptionally hot Saturday, when surely the temptation must have been to over-pour by mistake. Yet, with admirable discipline, many succeeded in keeping the levels homeopathically low. Make no mistake, some pourers were definitely more generous than others. On to a slightly more serious note: donation fatigue. Our local businesses are astonishingly generous. They sponsor prizes, donate vouchers, give hampers, support raffles and fundraisers – often quietly, without fanfare. But there is a lim- it, even in our kind little village. Constant requests, however worthy, can start to nibble away at their already slim margins. Perhaps it’s time for a small shift in how we do things. Instead of asking shops to donate yet another freebie, maybe gen- erous residents could purchase prizes at
and just enough mischief to keep Greyton interesting.
S hall we start with a casual stroll hop. Or, in the case of our latest Art Walk logo, a jaunty lurch with a rather enthusi- astic big toe. Now, before the pitchforks (or paintbrush- es) come out, walk with me on this one. It is an Art Walk, hence the foot – one through a few observations from the past few months? Or perhaps a assumes. But this particular foot feels less “light stroll through Greyton’s charming galleries” and more “cheerful yeti with a misplaced, possibly bleeding big toe”. I would genuinely love someone to explain the artistic rationale behind our jolly giant foot. Is it a metaphor? Is it a statement on how art should tread boldly, even if slightly off-balance? Is it what happens if you kick a stone in Vigne Lane in your slops? All that said, I absolutely adore that peo- ple are talking about it. Art that triggers debate is doing its job. So if you see me in the village, please – enlighten me. I’m all ears. And toes. Speaking of visuals, how about that Grey- ton calendar, hmm? Sold out faster than John’s ciabatta on a Saturday morning. Clearly, we love our valley enough to hang it on every wall. May I gently suggest – purely in the interests of culture and public
cost from our local stores for raffles and events. That way, the shop still recovers something, we keep our local businesses alive, and the cause still benefits. Let’s not bankrupt the very businesses that make Greyton special by overusing their kind hearts and deep pockets. Support them with the same enthusiasm with which we ask them to support us. So let us debate, sip, support, and occasionally raise an eyebrow — all in the spirit of a village that cares deeply and speaks freely. May our art remain bold, our wine a touch less timid, and our community as strong as the people who hold it together. Yours in fond observation,
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THE GREYTON POST
JANUARY/FEBRUARY 2026
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