May memories

Well it is Wednesday here and I have a few things to get done as much as I'd like just play and get the viewmaster out, watching the Pink Panther and the Lion King.

May always had certain memories with me, later on when I was out of school, often I went away then as it was just at the start of the season but generally a fair bit cheaper  when it comes to accomodation but most facilities being open like heritage railways and zoos.

When I was in school it meant practising our Maypole dancing for public display which is an age old tradition certainly in England and I believe elsewhere within the United Kingdom.

 The dance is performed by pairs of boys and girls who stand alternately around the base of the pole, each holding the end of a ribbon. They weave in and around each other, boys going one way and girls going the other and the ribbons are woven together around the pole until they meet at the base.

While I was never brilliant at it, I did manage and enjoy this traditional dancing.