Bleurghy-ness

I just want to kick off with an apology to Moobs for being a moron and spoiling the season finale of Ugly Betty for him. I will have myself taken out back and shot later. 

And then I want to apologise for the on again off again posting.  I am still under the spell of the bleurghy monster and cannot seem to escape.  

ANYWAY, the weekend was the annual insanity known as Club Day in Kirkham (photos over on Flickr).  The weather was beautiful, the parade was long and colourful and all was good… except there was this odd feeling in the town.  There were four times as many police about and all the shops were closing at 2pm… on a  Saturday… on the busiest Saturday in Kirkham’s non-Christmas trading year.  So I questioned my personal local expert (my Mum) and she told me, almost nonchalantly, that they were expecting trouble from ‘the Manchester lot’.  

This refers to a huge event last year when a group of locals got drunk and kicked a visitor from Manchester to death.  It effected the entire town; one of the young lads involved was a schoolfriend of my brother’s.  It was horrible… and there have been repercussions.  The amount of flowers outside the bank when it happened blocked off part of the main road; and everyone gets nervous around anniversary and event days.

On Sunday, I dragged my tired arse to church looking out for any destruction but couldn’t see anything – all reports seem to be the town got itself wound up into a tizzy over nothing.  Maybe now that the trial is over and the perps are in jail it will calm down… but never be forgotten.

So even though the weather was almost perfect the whole weekend had a pall over it… but it felt good to get out of the house.

Now I just have to try and feel better.

[tags]Kirkham Club Day 2007,[/tags] 

~ by Bec on June 12, 2007.