Brimmington midsummer festival

Charlie as George Livesey
Yesterday was our annual community festival: usually a village-style fete with extra jerk chicken, delicious Nepalese food from our favourite local restaurant, and performances from local musicians, schools and the Southwark Tigers cheerleader groups. We even had Scouts doing the teas.

I was on the Livesey Museum stall, but kept getting called away to chat with friends and neighbours. Apparently we didn’t do as well with new members as the Nunhead cemetery day; but then the cemetery is famous all over London, and Brimmington Park is a tiny local park in a neglected part of Peckham, I think we did pretty well. The mayor was very interested in the campaign too.

Aaaanyway, after the Festival, some local musicians put on a recital in the community garden. Juliet put together a wind quintet; Manuela sang some lovely arias, and a couple of other people performed violin and guitar pieces. It was magical. Everybody who was involved in the daytime festival got a chance to wind down together, and have a gossip over Pimms and cake.

It was a lovely evening. Some passers-by wandered into the garden for a listen. One woman heard the music from her kitchen and ran around the streets, looking for the source. The Friends of Brimmington is thinking of doing something much bigger after the Festival next year, and calling it the Peckham Prom. Maybe we can get the Blackheath gang involved somehow…

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