Duck race!

A relatively new addition to the traditional Whit Friday weekend, I had somehow managed to miss the annual Delph Duck Race for each of its previous 25 years. This year I put that right, with Katja and I joining my mum and dad and friends Ant and Rach to cheer on a couple of thousand yellow plastic heroes down the river Tame from Swan Meadow to the bridge at the old bakery. Quite a sight!