Annual Steam Rally
Every year, at the beginning of May, a steam rally is held, over the Saturday and Sunday selected. When the weather is nice, there is a massive turnout each year, and the little village has become quite respected for that. Even when the weather isn't so good, there are always the faithful village goers who trundle up there, determind to have fun. On the Saturday evening, there is a magnificent firework display, with rides and a beer tent. The Steam Rally reallyis worthwhile going to, as it has such a variety of stalls, there is something for everyone. The steam rally was one of the first steam rally's to introduce a country fayre to its list of attractions and now the whole thing covers many fields in Stoke Goldington.
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