Even in West Norwood. Getting out of bed is hard, going to bed later than 8pm seems late, the animals have retreated to their warm, dark homes and we are naturally drawn to creating fugs, and drinking too much. Our last and great Feast of the year went by in a weekend of winter wonder and now its time to hibernate.
When I say hibernate, I am referring to us — we might be feeling the need but not the The West Norwood Feast. There is NO hibernation for the Beast that is Feast.
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The West Norwood Feast continues to roll and move and grow come rain and shine thanks to all the volunteers, store holders, sponsors, community, shop keepers, shoppers and its also thanks to ALL that it is now refusing to hibernate.
Happy Christmas to one and all.