Weather report for the bank holiday weekend
Horizontal buckets of water propelled across flat, open, camping fields expected and delivered at various times over the bank holiday weekend.
According to the BBC gardeners' weather report big swirly clouds full of water were due to arrive above Oxfordshire, centred over Bampton and then stop and empty themselves above the village. This they have done in spite of interference from gusts of wind.
We've been saying to everyone, last year was the worst ever in living memory (our living memory anyway) and it can't possibly be as bad this year. Indeed it wasn't as bad this year. But it's hardly been the balmy, sunny garden-viewing kind of weekend we were hoping for!
There's been a certain amount of wimping out :) Most notably, for the first time in 35 years, Barney failed to appear at the opening dance at 8.30 am, claiming cramp and a hangover as his excuse. Youngest indignantly said "I can't believe my Father hasn't made it when I can get myself and three small children here on time. (partner also assisted of course)" (Caused me some mild amusement as for many years, it was me who got ourselves and three small children there on time. Barney assisted of course :)
The three small children stood and watched the first dance with faint bemusement
they don't understand yet about mad Morris dance traditions. One day they'll regard their parents with vague astonishment and wonder why all of them are continuing to turn up at a wet windy street in a pretty Oxfordshire village having shepherded and harried small children out of cold damp tents to stand and watch men in white trousers and bells and flowery hats dancing to a slightly out of tune fiddle at 8.30 in the morning. I hope so anyway.But somehow, I feel they will do it :)
One way to enjoy a wet windy weekend (laughing at people throwing wet toys at each other and wearing the latest in campsite fashion - a bin bag bustle which should only be worn by the naturally elegant)
And another - really, he is enjoying it
I'm back by the way :)Sleep well :)
Labels: Bampton, but no snow, cruelty to tents and morris dancers, more rain, more wind, tents reported attempting to escape from oxfordshire campsite
4 comments:
She's back!
k......a bit soggy--but better for the experience, no doubt.
First time in 35 years, huh?
That musta been some hangover!
Or......maybe it was about passing the baton, eh?
I like the Morris Dancers, to be sure!
But how can you NOT like the fiddle player one?!
Welcome back!! :-)
I may be about to do this twice. Blogger is doing a funny.
Thank you dear Mel :)
I am a soggier and better person without doubt :)
Isn't the fiddler the most wonderfully mournful looking person?
What wonderful pictures. I'm glad you had a good time.
:-)
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