Dad hasn't been for years but really wanted to go again, so yesterday we went. We listened to the brass band play while we waited for the parade.
Then the parade came past - lots of excited children, some of whom had walked a long way, eagerly collecting money for local causes.
Aren't those jellyfish costumes clever!
There were a variety of vehicles towing trailers full of people - Dad was really thrilled to see this one, driven by an old friend of his!
After the parade had passed we all made our way onto the green. Originally there was a service on the green once the parade arrived and somewhere I have a copy of a very long speech that my Great Grandad made during it sometime in the early 1900s (but I can't locate it at the moment!). There was no Salvation Army band playing like there used to be when I was little, so no hymn singing like we used to do, but lots of people milling about.
We also managed to find the people who now live in his old house and were thrilled to hear that the small holding behind it, in which my grandparents used to grow fruit for Chiver's and flowers for Covent Garden is still there! Although it's not used as a small holding anymore they still have a productive fruit and veg patch.
We all had a great day out!