Friday, 1 June 2012

O What A Terr

On our way back along Govan Road, I snap after-party evidence. Abandoned garden furniture outside the P.I.
Some ungrateful wretch's unfinished and discarded Caramel Log, cast into the deep window ledge of the P.I. If you didn't want it, you should have let someone else grab it in the scramble.
Still making merry at the door of the P.I.. The Boxing's on here tonight.
A wee pic of the polis. Two women shout, "Aye hen, get a picture a them, jist staunin' there wi that racket gaun oan," referring to a noisy row between a screaming woman and a roaring man emanating from a top floor window.

I think we need more spectators next year - spread the word, and if you can get on float, then go for it! Here's the words of the Govan Fair chorus to get you in the mood;
"The Fair, the Fair, it's the Govan Fair.
It only comes but once a year, but O, what a terr.
Everybody's happy, everybody's therr,
Meeting friends and neighbours to see the Govan Fair."
See you in 2013 - first Friday in June!

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