With the Whit bank holiday week-end
commencing it is time in the village for the May Skip, not as you may imagine
an age-old rural dance on the village green to welcome the spring but a
slightly less ancient tradition of depositing a large metal container on the
car park, to receive the fall-out of seasonal tidy-ups of houses and gardens, where
it’s eagerly awaited arrival is celebrated by a civilised but frantic rush to
get something in it before it starts to overflow a few hours later; spotting it
on my way into the village this afternoon I quickly scrabbled around for
something bulky and walked over and dumped an old bath panel, pleased to participate this year in the quaint old
custom.
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