Oops. Stacey just fell off "Dragon Hill". And the rain-making machine landed on Burton, who was being "Donald Sutherland" for these purposes. Though he wasn't doing a great impression, to be fair.
The Glastonbury Dragon landed beautifully in the Duck Pond, but unexpectedly set fire to the creosote seeping out of the old railway sleepers we made "Duckhenge" from. It looks rather lovely. I can't wait for sunset.
Sounds more like Carnival than a feast day.
ReplyDeleteNew Orleans in Pre-Lent would be just like that. :)
It's never a dull moment at your place
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