The plan was to set off for the Angel at 1 p.m. but of course there was slippage and once the traditional toasts had been made it
was nearer 1.30 when we started the Winster Procession through the thronged streets of Glemsford.
The cheering was deafening, the flag waving exuberant
and the motorists most undertanding as we threaded our way towards our destination.
Or maybe not,
but there was a decent crowd skulking under Kevin's new awning all ready to greet us.
The dancing was vigorous, the band melodious and the audience very enthusiastic.
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