Picnic wash out at Tatton

Wet a night. Days and days of sunshire and hot nights until the one evening we just needed it to be dry – the fireworks spectacular at Tatton Park.
Our picnic was ready (thanks to a very energetic friend) and this year we even had a table with tablecloth to lay out the enormous spread.
But while the rain left my smoked salmon and cream cheese bagel in a soggy state of inedible, nothing could spoil the excellent potato salad (with egg and capers), or take the fizz out of the Argentinian bubbly or the fun and humour out of our whole evening.
Here’s some of the key moments.
Long and winding road: The queue to get into the concert area snaked back for more than half a mile and progress was slow but the sun was shining and, all round us, the bubbly was being popped and the cans of beer opened. Some picnics even got eaten on the way in!
So much food, so little time: From the homemade choclate biscuit cake to the selection of French farmhouse cheese, our picnic did us proud.
Up brolley: The rain came down and the brollies went up. The singing started and spirits remained high in the way only a crowd of people sitting in a sodden English field can do.
Soggy: The rain came down, and down, and down.
Relections: The spectacular fireworks reflected in the lake could not be dampened.
The end.


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