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| Travelling Carnivale, 2009 |
Growing up in Kenilworth the 1st Saturday in July meant one thing, peering out of my parent’s bedroom window trying to see what my best friend (Louise) and her family were doing that year in the Carnival. The lorry would arrive and a hive of activity would start from early morning and each year I would crane my neck to see out of the window what fantastic creation would slowly come to life.
Imagine my happiness when I was invited to join the Ugly Bug Ball (The Garden Party), instead of just watching I got to be part of the Carnival. Who knew being a spider could be so much fun!
When Louise decided a few years ago to start entering the Carnival again I didn’t hesitate to join in. That same feeling I had as a child came flooding back, entering the Carnival is like being a child again. You get to be someone else for the day, have fun and be silly all for charity.
Though I was a little unsure at first about being the Bearded Lady in the Travelling Carnivale, I soon forgot any misgivings as the procession started and the crowds cheered. My inner actress came flowing out and I enjoyed every second of it. The following year the Chinewrde carnival Collective was officially born and I am proud to be a member. How else could I ever be a Zombie Queen, a Trumpet Player in a Marching Band and the...
...sorry 2012 is still a secret!
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