At last – the sun came out. And at Aysgarth Falls, at least, it was flaming June in more ways than one as the Olympic torch completed what must have been the smallest stretch of its round Britain journey. The sheer joy on the face of torchbearer Caroline Curtis, captured by our own Karen Jones, somehow encapsulated the spirit of the day – or was it hour? Children cheered, grown-ups got busy with their digital cameras – and a line of policemen did a quick fun run, waving and cheering past the assembled crowds in the National Parks car park where the entourage gathered. It was a glorious, noisy, silly, typically British event: with people complaining about the cost, the extravagance, the numbers of police, the presence of commercial sponsors, yet still somehow caught up in it all and enjoying every ridiculous minute. The pictures speak for themselves. Thanks to Karen for trusting me with her camera card so I could use some of her shots, and thanks to the wonderful Little White Bus and volunteer driver, Richard, who not only took us there and back for a fiver, but also did a detour to the farm shop and cafe at Swinithwaite for a delicious lunch. As other pictures come in I’ll put them on the site but I just wanted to capture the flavour of the day.
Absolutely radiant photos by Skellgill Karen of the torch bearer (where’s the flame?!) young Caroline Curtis…and on a radiant day! Well done as I personally longed to see the torch and bearer but was busy elsewhere. Thank you so much
Piers (Browne)
I know! Isn’t she brilliant? I couldn’t believe she trusted me with her camera card. x