Posh training

Not posh coffee today but posh training. Mandatory training for lollipop people: boring stuff on health and safety and safeguarding,  which we could have done online. We were at Bournemouth Town Hall.  I had no idea it was so ornamental inside. Followed by prizegiving: an eight-year certificate and a belated five-year badge for me. One brave lady has been on her crossing for 36 years. Not sure why they went to so much trouble. It's unlikely that there will be any patrollers left in a few years time. We cost too much apparently. 

For some reason Blip is refusing me entry on my mobile phone. No idea why.