Not the greatest Beltane, I'll be honest.
We were all set to go live with the biggest Wicker Person we'd ever built. The excitement was building.
Suitable amounts of gunpowder and unspecified home-made explosives packed into its willowy frame.
And then the words you don't want to hear.
"Fire Hazard".
Apparently with no rain in the last fortnight, setting fire to large amounts of dried pallet wood with attached improvised devices was not considered appropriate. "Could have wiped out Marston Gate Business Park" I was told. Like that was in some way an issue.
But hey ho. We baked our potatoes in the air fryers, lit battery-powered tea lights.
And, in homage (or omarge) to Sir Christopher Lee, we played darts with a picture of Edward Woodward.
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| Just not the same |
I bet the Celts did it better.
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