Celebratory Bunting

Well, there is not much that can be said about it, not now. At the time it was one of the finest examples of its kind throughout the Empire. The bunting alone would have stretched for miles, if laid end to end. Of course, it was often said that the women who operated it were very often laid end to end, often wearing little more than the bunting. That was however, a false rumour put about by the Axis powers during the early days of WWII, meant to disrupt Allied supply lines and to divert attention from what was then regarded as the imminent invasion of the British Isles by the German army.

However, that much bunting would no-doubt have been a major problem for the occupying forces, as well as that number of skilled women of negotiable virtue let loose amongst the German soldiery. Still, that was then and they were very different days, except the Tuesdays, of course, which have been – certainly in the British Isles - more or less unchanged since the day William the Bastard became William the Lucky Bastard and then – quite quickly afterwards – William the Conqueror.

At least, though, it did have somewhere to tie the bunting to, which is more than can be said for the modern ones, even though they nearly all now come with their own integral MP3 player and Sat-Nav.