Who are these people? They are too stupid to be your real parents.

My annual round of visits to deeply bizarre English festivals involving ridiculous customs began a week or so ago, when I went down to Whittlesey for the Straw Bear. The goings on were the same as other years, though this time I stayed til Sunday to see the burning. Photos may be forthcoming if they turn out to be any cop. I came home, and figured Straw Bears probably wouldn't feature in my life again for a while.

( Then I went into Fopp )