We went to Rottingdean for their annual village fête on the day of the Pride parade this year, forgetting that there would be lots of road closures, so we wound up walking home to Hove from the Marina. Along the way, we met some of the celebrants who were happy to have their pictures taken.
A symbol for our times? This one’s from September 2006.
Part of the festivities of the carnival in Farnham last weekend included a parade. Here, the town crier preceded the parade, crying, “oyez, oyez,” and, inexplicably, requested the crowd o echo it back to him. The plastic water bottle was a slight anachronism in his costume.
We had chanced upon Plymouth’s Pirate weekend! If viewing in email, click the post title to click into the images and see them larger.
Came upon these colourful people at the beginning of our walk. I asked a bystander what was going on and he told me these were past mayors of Farnham. His wife, he said, was the current mayor.
In addition to the fireworks, NY hosts a costumed 4-mile midnight run on New Year’s Eve.
Last shot from Saturday – Is there a Hallowe’en costume in there?
Another shot from Saturday the 31st, Hallowe’en.
Also from Halloween afternoon, if that isn’t a contradiction in terms.
From Saturday, October 31st.
Little remarked amid the reports of the coldest Thanksgiving Day in a hundred or so years, Parks Department staff had been ordered to make sure no one in the park was allowed to get anywhere near the parade. Children and the elderly were vigorously chased from the grass, the rocks or anywhere within viewing distance of the parade.
Unlikely couple.
If they can get along, why can’t we?
