Summer’s End: The Thames Festival
The Thames has an illustrious history of hosting pageants, and it’s good to see that this is celebrated again with the Thames Festival, although being at another event that night (also on the Thames) somehow I contrived to both be there and miss it, thanks to the convoluted way in which the river folds back on itself. Here’s one spot in the Night Carnival, which had a rather pagan feel, London being a godless (or rather multi-deitied) city.
Oh, and there was some woman floating down the river playing a flute – maybe she was just enjoying herself and not part of the event. I did see a lot of blokes dressed as drum majorettes earlier, but we tend to seize any chance to behave oddly or get up in drag. Sorry, it’s a London thing.