Around Wantage
About twenty meters down the path from me, we have this:
That's been getting more ridiculous for each of the past six years I've watched it. This year, however, we have been excused the accompaniment of a sound track. This man's enthusiasm (for it is a man, and the loveliest, most gentle salt of Little England type as well, strangely enough, although I expect he has crackingly legal exchanges with various of his neighbours) is so great that his decoration is infecting the neighbouring house.
Down the road perpendicular to the path, we have another matched pair:
And I do wonder what's going on there. A pair of brothers engaged in an annual electrical warfare to prove who is the alpha male? Notice the zigzag down the middle: "This is my house and my fantastic decorations, and that's your paltry effort ... "
Acros the road from the previous we have these two, much more subdued in style:
As I was taking pictures a gentleman came out of the nearer house carrying a stepladder and placed it into a position where he could climb up to adjust the position of a santa.
"Do you mind?" I asked. "I'm trying to take pictures!" He looked at me quizzically.
"I'm trying to take pictures because all of the lights are so pretty," I said, in an ameliorating manner.
I'm going straight to hell.
That's been getting more ridiculous for each of the past six years I've watched it. This year, however, we have been excused the accompaniment of a sound track. This man's enthusiasm (for it is a man, and the loveliest, most gentle salt of Little England type as well, strangely enough, although I expect he has crackingly legal exchanges with various of his neighbours) is so great that his decoration is infecting the neighbouring house.
Down the road perpendicular to the path, we have another matched pair:
And I do wonder what's going on there. A pair of brothers engaged in an annual electrical warfare to prove who is the alpha male? Notice the zigzag down the middle: "This is my house and my fantastic decorations, and that's your paltry effort ... "
Acros the road from the previous we have these two, much more subdued in style:
As I was taking pictures a gentleman came out of the nearer house carrying a stepladder and placed it into a position where he could climb up to adjust the position of a santa.
"Do you mind?" I asked. "I'm trying to take pictures!" He looked at me quizzically.
"I'm trying to take pictures because all of the lights are so pretty," I said, in an ameliorating manner.
I'm going straight to hell.
