Sunday, 7 June 2015

Festival time!

Here in Kettering we are in the middle of KettFest, four days of celebration of the arts, music and community. To the surprise of quite a few of us, the unfortunate name did not attract hordes of drug-users looking for something special to see them through the weekend. It did, however, bring out the natives to see what was going on and can, I think, be called a success.

On the question of curious names, incidentally, my friend is opening a bookshop in town in a new development that is being let in small units to all sorts of interesting enterprises. Below her will be Blow House.* One can only imagine.

The picture shows a snippet of the yarn-bombing that took place on Friday night. The bust is Sir Alfred East RA, in whose honour our art gallery is named. I think he would have approved.

What has been an otherwise splendid weekend has, however, be marred by the discovery that someone has taken a swipe at my wing mirror overnight. Curses!

*Blow House will, apparently, be a hairdressing salon where one arrives with wet hair to have it dried and styled. People tell me it's all the rage in that there London. Good grief.  


  1. ... and they're keeping the name?!

  2. Yes, Wendy, they are. As if that wasn't bad enough, the natives pronounce Kettering with a glottal stop, as 'Ke'rin', so we have 'Ke'fest'. Go figure.

  3. Oh, I think you mean 'Blow House', Wendy. Yes, they're keeping it.