Kernewek Lowender Cornish Festival

OK, so as a rule I am not much into brass bands or marching bands with brass-plus. Now bagpipe bands ... THERE'S another thing. I am only a consumer, not an instrumentalist, more's the pity. But singing I enjoy, and if you read this blog you will be regaled with tales of our little group of singing oldsters. The tenor is just coming up to 86. Hi Don.

Up top you see the Kadina Band marching behind the town crier at the most recent Kernewek Lowender Cornish Festival. It is a curious pic, because the town crier, leading the parade, has just turned to his right in order to enter the main town reserve where the day's events were about to start. We take it on trust that the band is going to follow him! (Oh, well. Let me put you out of suspense. They did. I was there.)

The Festival is held in odd-numbered years. Next one coming up in 2011 ... and it was a close-run thing that this historic event would continue, since things were financially hard-pressed in 2007 and 2009.

Here are another couple of shots from that parade: the local schools got into the spirit with 19th century costumes.

... and there was Irish dancing too. I think it was Irish dancing. Cornish style, perhaps. Anyway, everybody enjoyed the proceedings which were spread over the whole week.

'Nuff for now. That was my warble for this Sunday morning. Tomorrow early I have to leave for Adelaide, a three hour drive, and several days in the city with a mix of medical appointments, a theatre visit, maybe a movie, and some shopping. I REALLY need a new pair of trousers for the winter. I'm getting tubby for older pairs 'way at the back of the wardrobe, and the only two wearable pairs of pants will soon have worn through at the seat. Then we're in trouble.

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