And so to Music in the Park, opening act for a long list of shows, events and festivals leading us up to Thame Show in September. We are a town that likes to keep itself entertained.
After a hard morning avoiding doing the gardening I travelled light towards newly illuminated Elms Park.
The approach roads were rammed with people struggling with rugs, mats, fold up chairs, slightly daft hats and unsuitable footwear.
The people in front of me seemed to have emptied their shed and were bringing picnic tables, coolers and a parasol.
I strode past their envious eyes with my carrier bag full of lager and a knowing look.
Inside, the music was already soothing the savage crowd as I strode purposefully through the dormant revellers and picked my spot.
Sorry about that; eczema. I unfurled my travel rug, cracked open a tinnie and did what The Thamensian does best: drink beer while observing those around him (or her, I’ve never revealed that have I? Even to Mrs The Thamensian).
So what did I see?
Well, first of all there was Tony Hadley off Spandau Ballet, sporting double denim rather than a kilt.
My associates stopped me going over and asking him to play ‘Girls on Film’, which I feel was a shame.
I text Mrs The Thamensian. “I can see Tony Hadley”. She replies “True?”
The sun comes out and all is well with the world. Thousands of Thameites are here; it is not yet a festival that draws travellers, even from other less successful areas of Oxfordshire.
It is more like our own little Thame secret. All human life is here.
Toddlers toddle, teens stare wistfully at those of us with green wristbands and beer, while families frolic to the sound of Sin Fiction and Little Band Big Bills. Mutts Knutts tear it up while a superbly drilled dance troupe synchronise themselves on the next stage.
A small boy with a big guitar follows before the sun sets and there is a boisterous finale with Ska Souls UK.
Much stomping and dad dancing ensues. Madness.
When it all gets a bit frantic the music stops and people are asked to step back a bit. Everyone obeys; this is a polite crowd who are dancing with their friends and neighbours. The music restarts, a ska frenzy follows and then at nine o’clock we all pick up our blankets and head for the exits, tired, sunburnt and delighted.
Once again, credit to the organisers for a fantastic day out.
A little bit of sunshine makes all the difference and I look forward to more May Madness at Music in the Park 2015.
What do you love about life in Thame?
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