If you don't already have something on this weekend - be sure not to miss out on this fantastical event!
The caravan doors burst open to spill upon our wits a collection of madcap melody-makers, artists flamboyant, syrupy tea-ladies, freakish party animals, cross-dressing gorilla’s, candy-floss cowgirls, rooibos sippen diva’s, greased-up rockers, disco deviants, swingtastical jazz-cats, loved-up funskters, queenly kings, kingly queens, non-sensical amusers, trumpet blasting poodles, cupcake cuties, cookie-cutter mullets, betty crocker matrons, minge muffins, crimplene cookies, animal crackers, hot-but-not-cross buns, iced fancies, eccentric tribesman, afro-shaking mama’s, unorthodox greeks, harmonious poets, rubbish magicians, safari suited cubans and possibly that smelly family dog too!
As this collection of oddball friends share with you their earthly delights by way of art, music, dance, silliness, suprises and only the utmost of flamjangled entertainment, you will notice the message is clear, this is a space for you to be you and new ways to be made. Humour is the key with the lords of swinging funk our beacons of light as we pilot through this unhinged ocean of normality.
The Flamjangled Tea Party is a wondrous gift to you, a place where dressing up and playing your part is the only way to pass through to the Flamjangled Dimension, where anything goes and nothing remains the same.
Two days and a night is what it will take, to reach the perfumed experience across the strange lake. Camping supreme in pastures of green, food aromatic, laughter emphatic, specially brewed wines to swig and savour, with only a trip down the hillside for a jig and kind favour.
Now you may well be wondering.. just who but who.. will be there but you..?
Well the answer is clear, my fabulous dear, into the mix will be tossed a collection so fine you might start to blush. So hesitate not, lets get there lets rush, onward through the gateway, Flamjangled we must.