Not throwing back too far this week, only as far as last weekend, which saw ‘the great switch-on’ of the Albert Street Christmas lights. This year, we inherited a much longer stretch of icicles, hence the festive wrap around of our little end-of-terrace house. There were homemade mince-pies, mulled wine and, this being Whitstable, a bitterly cold wind blowing in off the sea.
Red's Kingdom 
Your delightful ‘fringe on top’ calls to mind a great little song. ‘Surrey with a fringe on top’ from Oklahoma. One could replace Surrey with Kent I suppose!? Enjoy this link:
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Haha – I know, it does look just like a fringe, doesn’t it… classy! Thank you for the injection of musical theatre on this chilly morning, Gary! X
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