I don’t live on one of the prettiest streets but it’s one of the friendliest by far. The mums have a Facebook Group, we often meet for drinks and a take-away in the evenings, when a new baby arrives on the street everyone swarms to give them a warm welcome, you can often see people chatting in the street and we do have a street party every year. However, this year was even more special.
The men on the street, started to filter out onto the street at 8 am to help hang the 350m of bunting, erect the bandstand and sort out the tables. The party kicked off around 1pm. We had a band, a cake baking competition, which a couple of woman who have lived on the street for 50 years judged, a hat decorating contest for the kids, a giant ‘flip-flop’ piñata, pin the tail on the Corgi and a burly ex navy officer painted the children’s faces along with a few of the young at heart adults! But for the most part the kids just loved running loose in the street, it took me back to the 70s.
It was an absolutely brilliant day, a great chance to catch up with everyone and meet a few new people. I can’t wait till the Jubilee next year!