Well, yesterday morning dawned bright if a little on the breezy side. Not to mention chilly. I didn't waste the morning, and cleaned out a cupboard that was well overdue for bottoming (does anyone else use that expression for a good ridding/cleaning?). I know how to live it up.
How does it happen that so much can be crammed into such a small space, but when removed and rearranged, won't go back again. The car boot is now full of stuff for the tip from there and the cellar. I went down to find a spare container and ended up purging there as well. One less thing to clog up the holidays.After lunch we got ready to go and watch the carnival. I dropped off No2 at her friend's house, they would be walking down together later, then going to the fair.
No1 and I walked together, she was supposed to meet her own friend, but the girl had missed the train. So, I wasn't on my own as I'd anticipated.The town was like one large car park, not a side road left unvisited by the hoardes of people come to see the spectacle. Still bright enough at this point, despite a brief shower at around 10am.
The fun run starts the event, then the brass band strike up and off they go. All was well until they'd got about a hundred yards and the first raindrops fell. Hoods were tentatively covering heads...no-one wanted to get out brollies to obstruct the views. Soon however scruples were abandoned as the heavens opened.
There were plenty of floats, not as may people on foot. Maybe they'd taken recent weather into account and decided against it. The boy on a mobility scooter made up as a Red Arrow was particulatly inventive. Grandad also had a plane, with music and a bubble maker at the back providing a trail. The knight on the horse was also excellent.
As I said yesterday, a lot of the participants do this every year and one expects to see their float. The Young Farmers, Guides and Scouts, Rugby club, sub aqua club. The top picture shows the ladies doing the log drag. They and a group of men have done this for years. They train really hard and collect for charity all the way round. And it's not a flat course. They got a massive cheer.
But the whole thing gets less each year. When I was small everyone decorated the shops, bunting was put up all over town by the Fire Brigade, there were many more corporate floats manned by staff. I worked for a building society for a number of years, and we were allowed time off to make the float. I remember doing a pirate ship. Everyone chipped in and we all went on the finished thing dressed up, giving out pens and balloons and having a great time. There used to be a hog roast in the town centre.
Now there's no bunting. Hardly anyone bothers to decorate and everyone moans that it's just not the same. Ummm.The park was busy afterwards with people pic-nicing despite it being a bit damp. The fair was in full swing, and like last year they kept the town centre roads closed to cars until very late evening. A great idea, and so much safer.
There's talk that this will be the last year of the fair coming to the town centre. Money. And complaints from centre-dwellers. I hope it's not, things really wouldn't be the same without it. So much tradition is dying out, eroded bit by bit each year.
One good thig about the weather being wet is that the dressed wells are in excellent condition! As the pictures are made of petals pressed into clay they like a bit of damp. So it's not always bad news.
I'd also just like to say thanks for the well wishes for my face. I went out sporting a large plaster yesterday, fearing the general public were unprepared for the horror. People seem to be more accepting of it that way, whereas uncovered it drew a lot of attention. It's completely painless, but getting a bit tight. The temptation to fiddle with it is great, but I am resisting.
I have also used my magnifying mirror to have a good look. This is the one I keep in the bathroom for the days my eyes are slow to function, but I need to apply something or other and be able to actually see it. I think it's a 12X magnification. Gruesome, but fascinating. Looking at it like that it's difficult to imagine it won't leave some kind of scar or mark, but I've seen other people's examples and know it to be possible.
Today I've got some fun cooking lined up. I bought a lovely little book and am going to work through the projects in it. A lot of sugar is involved. I don't really like a lot of sweet things, but I'm sure there'll be no problem with it hanging around for long...As a final note...Typepad has been playing silly beggars. So if this post looks like a diffferent font and type size have been used for each paragraph it's because I've just given up trying to sort it out. This happens periodically. All the settings disappear and I have to re-invent everything. I know I'm not the only one this happens to, annoying all the same.