Many and varied were the joys of Saturday's Gay Pride - the "gathering of the clans" (including my sister and hubbie and Madam Arcati's sister and niece, as well as our nearest and dearest friends Baby Steve, Alex, John-John, Sally, Lou, Julie, Mark and Jim) at Sal's pub for our traditional breakfast (bacon and champers!), the fact that we all had wristbands in advance of the day to actually get onto the march, and getting to watch an hour or so of the colourful parade before joining in the throng - but among the spectacle and the hoo-hah, the infinite variety of participants and the endless flags and banners, came this lot...
...none other than the Welsh Guards marching band, entertaining the crowds with their tribute to - ahem - Barry Manilow!
And speaking of Copacabana - this is, after all, a Tacky Music Monday (despite the fact I am still on leave) - so how about Carmen Miranda's similarly-titled Let's Do The Copacabana to end this party weekend with a bang?!
Have a great week, peeps!
PS We are here, marching, at 48 minutes in:
Funny, I was in the market the other day looking
ReplyDeletefor some pride, you know, the brand with extra fiber.
"You know, the brand with extra fiber [sic]?" Er, nope. And I doubt that is likely to be next year's Gay Pride slogan. Jx
DeleteIs Dame Edna missing a pair of rhinestone spectacles??
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Art Deco is so you my dear. And three rhinestones and four plumes short of a drag show.
ReplyDeleteThe living embodiment of the Chrysler Building, me. Jx
DeleteIt was a truly fabulous day.
ReplyDeleteIt certainly was..! Jx
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