In Reading, not long into the new year, we shuffled home, three of us groaning under the weight of our full tums, when we came upon a lovely and unexpected thing.
On the side of the road was an illuminated advertising board, usually dedicated to shampoo and TV show promotions, but instead showing a lovely selection of adverts from days gone by.
Arranged, collage style, were old Sutton's Seeds posters sporting beautiful oil paintings of flowers and vegetables, and adverts for gentleman's outfitters, and sweets long forgotten, alongside a rather sobering list of people tried in the local courts for minor misdemeanours, and sentenced to transportation.
But amongst them all was a poster for an event which looks lovely in every way!
What a shame I'm sixty years too late to enter. Otherwise, would I have been there? Not 'arf!
However you are celebrating (or avoiding!) today, have a good one!
Now ... pucker up!