The Robin Hood Festival was not what I had expected in any way, shape or form. It comprised mostly of vendors lining the streets of Sherwood selling everything from home improvement items to cosmetics. Just a lot of common vendors. No one in costume except one person I met who was dressed like a wizard, of all things.
I stayed for one evening and gave out balloons to as many children as I could entice into accepting them. I performed some majic and entertained the roving crowd as best I could. They were all amazed to see me there, especially the promoters of the fair.
