I finally got round to getting all the little videos from my phone onto the computer. I had to share this one because it really tickles me, although you may have needed to be there.
Every year we have duck races in the beck just down the road from my house and it's just great fun, with the village green filled with stalls, the road closed, a brass band playing. It feels so typically English and I love it.
It also reminds me of the warm days we had and with the nights closed in now and a chill permanently in the air, it's nice to remember.
So here you go, the final race of the annual duck races, complete with my chortling.
6 comments:
I want to live in your world, duck racing, rock and roll
It's not your average world for sure! Not too much rock & roll, but lots of folking.
I like the idea the of lots of flocking, sounds very rock and roll to me ;op
I meant folking, but flocking came out, shame on me
I like flocking too.
I have sheets of flock.
As opposed to the collective noun for sheep.
sheets of flock, now that really should not go to waste, I will bring a brush and paste
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