The Big Meeting
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shewhomust Like last year and the last many years, we went to the Miners' Gala; followed the bands and the banners down to the racecourse, wandered around the stalls - the usual mixture of political bookshops, fairground games and local history societies - dipped in and out of the audience for the speakers and admired the banners.
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samarcand and Candy brought Max, who found the crowds and the queues and the constant temptation of ice cream a bit much to handle, but loved the brass bands, and was immediately distracted and enthralled when one began to play. This was unexpected, and cheering: the Gala has many pleasures, but it is also a reminder that the industrial and trade union history of the North East seems to have marched into a dead end. It's good to see a three year-old responding so positively to the local culture.
samarcand and Candy brought Max, who found the crowds and the queues and the constant temptation of ice cream a bit much to handle, but loved the brass bands, and was immediately distracted and enthralled when one began to play. This was unexpected, and cheering: the Gala has many pleasures, but it is also a reminder that the industrial and trade union history of the North East seems to have marched into a dead end. It's good to see a three year-old responding so positively to the local culture.
