And some experiences just write themselves. No yolk… it was the World Egg Throwing Championships Sunday past, June 25.
So then the yolkers (you know me, there will be plenty of this sort of stuff) the egg-throwing has been taken off the streets and attacks on politicians and royalty.
And taken to the Swaton Vintage Day in Lincolnshire in eastern England.
Where they have a number of cracking eggy events to participate in (and who doesn’t want the chance to become a world champion).
Now the Egg Throwing Championships are a multi-discipline team and individuals event as part of the bigger community and charity day.
So without further ado let’s get cracking.
On the oval
The egg-throwing competition sees teams of two people stand ten metres apart.
And they take turns to pass a raw egg to each other without cracking it.
The distances are stretched ten metres at a time until a winning team emerges.
Catapult your egg
Now if you want a real l’oeuf then what about the egg-hurling trebuchet tournament, a human target for egg throwers.
Maximum points awarded for hitting delicate parts of the anatomy.
And the not-to-be-missed Russian Egg Roulette challenge, in which competitors choose eggs to smash against their foreheads.
One egg out of the box of six will be raw while the others are hard-boiled.
Now if your head isn’t scrambled with all this info then here’s how to get to Swaton.
Think outside the box
It’s just outside the village on the B1394, 15 minutes from the A17 and only 5 minutes from the A52… trust your GPS.
The organisers tell us it’s within easy driving distance of Sleaford, Grantham, Boston, Newark, Peterborough and Lincoln.
And for those who like the familiarity of a big city as a reference point, it’s 138 miles north of London.
Or 94 miles east of Birmingham and 116 miles south-east of Manchester.
And just 23 miles from Lincoln, the county town with its own cathedral, castle and Magna Carta artefacts.
Of course, we all know the major attractions in England but like anywhere if you get further afield you can find some real gems.
And English country life, or village preservation societies can transport you back in time.
Stick it in the family albumen
With my own English Rose who grew up in such a village, Kintbury in West Berkshire, royal county, swears by them.
I dare say she’ll be hankering back to her childhood days when she followed the Morris Dancers.
At the May fete as she revisits next week.
So, if you’re from those English village parts or are passing through take in some folksy entertainment on the last Saturday in June.
Because no yolk.. the World Egg Chasing Championships is one to get pictures of for the family albumen.
