I felt so sorry for them, out in the cold and rain far too early on a Sunday morning for teenagers to be up and about! They quite obviously felt sorry for themselves too. Why couldn't they be in the shopping centre like the brass and woodwind band who played later?
Ping Ting!
It was fun though. There was even a House of Fun this year, so it must have been. There were so many rules about what you couldn't do, it might have spoiled the fun if anyone read them.
There must be a lot of people who do crafts who are hiding away in the streets here... I hope they come out next year.
We made friends with the Hadley FC people who were mega-enthusiastic, so I guess we'll have to go and see a game this season, up there by the Windmill.
At the end of the street, there was a stall big coloured plastic bins full of toys and tat. I did wonder if the bins were for the tat you'd bought at the beginning of the street, and now regretted. You could pop it in the bin on your way back to the tube station. When the bins filled up, they are taken to the start of the street for a new lot of people to buy and later regret. Perfect recycling.
Small town living: doncha just love it?
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