Street Party!

The year I was born, the road my parents lived on (& still where my mum & Haydn live now) closed it to cars and had a street party to celebrate the Queen's Silver Jubilee.
That was 1977, 35 years ago. That day I was snuggled (probably fast asleep ) in a maroon red pram. That is all that I see of myself on the photos from then...all the neighbours' decorating tables out on the road and children dressed up in fancy dress... that was the last time I was at a street party.
This time no road needed to be closed, nor were the children in fancy dress.
It was still fun however, to meet the neighbours, listen to didgeridoos and having a banjo played and song dedicated to me whilst I nursed my Cherry liqueur.

I wonder when the next street party I attend will be now that I've broken the 35 year wait.