
The weather forecasters always get it right when it comes to awful weather and they got it spot on for Sunday 27 May as heavy rain and strong winds had been predicted for the Fringe Festival. At 0845 am, I received a phone call from a disconsolate Gina Houghton who told me that those involved in Art on the Park which I would be visiting at 10 am that morning had decided to call it off due to the wet and stormy conditions.
The timetable for our next appointment at the Fringe was the Morris Dancers outside the Library at 11 am so I, together with Edwina Cooper, the Mayoress and Carol Currey, the Mayor’s attendant, walked down from the Town Hall to meet the Morris Dancers. Fortunately, the lashing rain stopped and we were able to enjoy 20 minutes of their dances. We were told by the Morris Dancers, who incidentally came from Oxfordshire, that the tradition was centuries old and that their dances and songs originated from their own county, which is the general practice amongst other groups. Time prevented us from staying longer but we were told that the Morris Dancers’ next port of call was to entertain the residents of Fairclose, a centre for the elderly.
We then walked to Victoria Park over the canal bridge and past the empty and rather forlorn Bandstand where the bands would have played. They had been moved indoors due to the potential of live power and water combining which would have made the playing of electronic instruments somewhat eye-watering. Our first stop in the park was the face painting tent. This was our first opportunity I have had to see how it is actually done. We were told that all the paints have to be non-toxic and washable, for obvious reasons, and there was already a young girl face being painted as a cat and it was being very carefully created as a slip could be disastrous. I declined the offer on the grounds that I had too many creases.