I wasn't intending to live-blog the Aldeburgh Festival. But no sooner had I posted my previous post, when the fire brigade appeared outside in the street, followed quite soon by the mayor (two mayors in fact) the vicar, a bagpiper and many curious townspeople and visitors. This turned out to be Aldeburgh's D-Day tribute, and the town beacon was about to be lit, followed by speeches and a two minute silence.
Having (incidentally) commemmorated D-Day in Normandy last week, I was excited to do it again. And to see one of these national beacons being lit, which I have never actually witnessed in person. During the Queen's Jubilee year two years ago, I became involved in a hugely complicated international project, the projected end result being that HM would press a switch in Windsor, and music would break out all around the beacons, worldwide. It didn't quite turn out like that, but this evening I felt glad to have seen the fire break out at last.
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