Some might say I am crazy to bother with washing scraps of bunting, and should have chucked it all in the bin but for one thing, we paid for it (and the rest of our items in our trolley from the Scrap Store) for the community and for another, the tattered remnants are now part of the history of Oakdale and should hang alongside future pristine and neatly-edged pieces of cloth in the bunting. It will remind me and I hope others of a great day, full of commmunity spirit which was not in the least snuffed out by the storm that ended it, but actually started to turn from a spark to a small flame, which I hope will grow as we go on together.
It's a good job I didn't put candles in the pumpkins....
My funniest moment of the day was when I found one of the team skulking by our garage and asked him to fill the fire bucket with sand and put it out for cigarette butts. He turned his hand towards me to reveal the cigarette he was hiding and said, "I'll just put this out first."
The team: what stars! And we found a few extra along the way. Thank you everyone for a wonderful day.