A late start, so (apropos
of nothing) I mucked out the fish tank. It needed doing. And then
over brekkie I went through the accumulated post. Other than a bill
for the next year’s hall bookings for the astro club there was very
little of note. Which was probably for the best. And then I mucked
out the fish tank again. Where does all the gunge come from?
In the past I've whinged
about the demise of the kite festival at Teston. But I've not just
whinged. I've sulked, hinted, smiled sweetly, and threatened to cry.
And so, completely unconnected with any of my sulking, "er
indoors TM" and The Bat have secured the
use of a field in which we can stage "Not Teston Kite
Festival". The field is not a million miles from Ashford,
and "Not Teston Kite Festival" has been
provisionally planned for the second weekend in June.
I'm not sure that the
entrance to the field is wide enough to get a caravan into it, and
the fishing isn't what it might be. Having said that, I'm sure that
those with caravans could secure the use of a tent for the weekend;
and there is fishing within five minutes of the field. Other
facilities include a tap, a turdis and a poo pit, a pub two miles
down the road, and a supermarket some five miles away.
It's not a replacement
for the kite festival - it's not even going to be a kite festival;
and it certainly isn't going to be open to the general public. It
will be just a weekend in a field with like minded friends. But if
any of my loyal readers would like to join us at "Not Teston
Kite Festival", please drop me a line.
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