Boris
Today was the Isleham Gala.
We watched the parade, and followed behind it. We bumped into my first boss from when I used to have a proper job. That was weird. Apparently, he's been living in Isleham all this time.
We wandered round the recreation ground, where the Gala was being held. There were things for sale and things on show, a raffle, food and drink, races and majorettes, a dog show and men in skirts kilts playing bagpipes and drums, and shows and competitions.
Then there were tortoises. This is Boris, a rescued tortoise. He is the biggest tortoise I've ever seen.
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