Well kent faces - part 2

Sometimes blipping is like shooting fish in a barrel.

i was rather late getting to the Festival Cavalcade (or the Festival of Fast food and Polysterene Containers as it should be known). So I missed all the floats. Well I assume that there were floats and pipers and all the usual nonsense.

However in the park there were enough things to keep me well entertained. And it's nice that the neds, and their dugs and we'ans get out and get some fresh air (in between puffing on their fags). Neds, pipers, Chinese cults, Japanese drummers, jugglers all in the one place. How eclectic.

Actually it's a great venue for the Cavalcade, maybe they'll have it there next year.

Once it was over I wandered up to the Royal Mile where there the weirdo quota was even larger, although neds were very much in the minority. And I still managed not to pick up any flyers (except for the Chinese cult, which I shall read and then promulgate the information to the blip world if I see fit).

Tried to watch some juggler type bloke but the crowd was so big I couldn't see anything except a chap sporting a ridiculous moustache opposite me. The only way to blip him was holding the camera over my head, blipping and inspecting the result. Imagine my surprise to discover that I had actually blipped this celebrity couple. Hopefully, as I hooted with laughter those around me just assumed that I was one of the weirdos.

Later from the supermarket car park I spotted a fire of The Braids, lots of large flames and I could hear the fire engines. It was on the hill, so I assume it was a gorse fire. Being the curious blipper that I am, I drove passed but it was too far from the road, and it looked like it was dying down anyway.