Unleash the Wicker Person

 Ah, St Walpurga's Night. What a night.

The Wicker Person is already looming over the Big Meadow. Beaker Folk are preparing to celebrate the feast in groups, strictly socially distanced. All the potatoes are lined up ready to bake in the ashes, just like in the original Beaker times.

Please can people note that, if sparks from the fire burn through their masks, they are no longer Covid secure and need to go back to the Mask Dispenser to get a new one. Please do not  get too near the Wicker Person while using hand sanitising gel. We don't need to have to work out how to deal with Beaker People with flaming hands. Some kind of sand bucket thing? See what I mean. Don't chance it on us working out a solution.

The Big Sloppy Hug of Peace, so popular normally after a night at the White Horse prior to the May Eve celebrations, will be replaced with a "Limp Wave of Peace in People's General Direction". Personally I find that both safer and more generally comfortable.

This year's Quidditch match will be socially distanced. In the sense you can't really play Quidditch. So just forget it and put those brooms down, you delusional twerps. Yes, especially you with the Nimbus 2000.

Still, the main thing is that May Eve is here. Summer is icumen in. Loud sing Cuckoo. Somewhere. No idea where. But still, there must be a cuckoo. And if there is, it must be singing. Loudly.

Bit parky though. So wrap up warm as you celebrate that Summer is icumen in. You don't want to get a chill.