We went to the village hall, last night for their 3 King festival. Folk groups circulated round the villages, playing carols and they all play their version of a special one for the 3 kings They started on Friday and ended up in our village. We heard 8 different versions of it last night..
It was 5 degrees, as we collected our neighbour, 97, and her toy boy, 86, on the way for an alleged 7.30 start.
The first band arrived at 8.45, out of the minibus, into the bar, and the castanets were clattering 15 minutes later. They did 30 minutes and left for their next gig... No doubt having a noggin before getting into the bus... And another when they got out again..
Each subsequent band was more and more rosy cheeked and nosed, in turn.
We left at 01.40 . There's been no heating and the hall doors were opening and closing,all night.
When we got to the neighbour's, the game old bird was insisting that we come in for Port and the traditional 3 kings cake..
Fell into bed at 02.15.
8 degrees at noon,sunny.