Yes, I’m afraid someone DID leave the cake out in the rain. The plan was to build the biggest imaginable Jubilee cake and share it with all at the Royal Jubilee Festival in MacArthur (sorry, BATTERSEA) Park, but assembly got off to a cold damp start, and by the time the cake was taking shape it was raining so much I didn’t even want to take my camera out!
I always wondered what the (late and lamented) Donna Summer was singing about. Now I know: The day was just as surreal as her song…
I managed to gather an intimate audience for some storytellings (despite clashing with the arrival of the Queen on her barge), before dashing for the station and a train home. Only to discover the stations closed because of crowds. It was a long, cold, wet, walk home…
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