The Party Crashers
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More photos!! On the last day of the work before Christmas, I got home and switched on the TV, to see, on the local news, the Winter Festival by the Thames. The reporter explained that this was a recently resurrected fair that had, over a century ago, occurred every time the Thames froze. The Victorians, would set up stalls, sell their wares and put on bear fights & elephant rides on the frozen river.
Of course there was no such fun in the new millenium, just hot dog stands and a couple of bands.
We decided to take a trip down there. We got off at Waterloo, walked along to the river in the bracing cold. There was no sign of any reporters, or stalls, no smell of German hot dogs, no coconut shy, no whoops from a rodeo bull. We carried on walking and looking up and down the side of the river. By now my fingers were more like frozen baby carrots.We ended up crossing the Thames over to Charing Cross. From the bridge we saw a large tent as big as a hangar just behind Embankment. Could this be it? We investigated.
We walked around until we found an entrance. There was a red carpet and 2 man-size golden oscars either side. Smartly dressed couples were arriving in taxis and walking in. Not dressed for any occasion we followed them in.
More photos!! On the last day of the work before Christmas, I got home and switched on the TV, to see, on the local news, the Winter Festival by the Thames. The reporter explained that this was a recently resurrected fair that had, over a century ago, occurred every time the Thames froze. The Victorians, would set up stalls, sell their wares and put on bear fights & elephant rides on the frozen river.
Of course there was no such fun in the new millenium, just hot dog stands and a couple of bands.
We decided to take a trip down there. We got off at Waterloo, walked along to the river in the bracing cold. There was no sign of any reporters, or stalls, no smell of German hot dogs, no coconut shy, no whoops from a rodeo bull. We carried on walking and looking up and down the side of the river. By now my fingers were more like frozen baby carrots.We ended up crossing the Thames over to Charing Cross. From the bridge we saw a large tent as big as a hangar just behind Embankment. Could this be it? We investigated.
We walked around until we found an entrance. There was a red carpet and 2 man-size golden oscars either side. Smartly dressed couples were arriving in taxis and walking in. Not dressed for any occasion we followed them in.
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