Today my little man and self ventured out to the annual, Teneriffe Festival.
The festival is now in its fifth year. It began as a celebration of the suburb’s history, beauty and culture. Over the years it has grown to feature historical information, live entertainment, food and drink.
The German Sausage Hut and Soup-a-Juice were a few things on offer
The day was not without its quirks – Brazilian Beauty advertised themselves via signs carried by people wearing Morph suits
Lots of beautiful vehicles on display – an old fire engine from the St. George Fire Brigade
A Teneriffe Festival stall holder
Photos of yesteryear displayed by the historical society
A mouthwatering display from Monsieur Macaron
The laneways were buzzing