A queue formed. people huddled together rubbing their hands to keep warm. All eager in anticipation of what was to come. They were queuing round the block. Some, weary, rested on walls or sat on the kerbside, found a pillar to lean on. They waited and waited patiently.
This was reminiscent of the last time there was a royal event in Leicester. On the day Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II visited, here they were, then in the sunshine in contrast to today’s grey drizzle. The good weather had bought more people out, and the walk there had been made more pleasant by the freshly painted boards around the railway station that was then being refurbished, and the eerily quiet roads which had been closed for security, and Her Majesty’s safe and swift passage through the city.
The people waited ever patient, then the time came, some of them checking on watches or mobile phones. someone came towards the door, shutters went up. There was a jangle of keys. People bid one another a good morning and then they were asked if they had the letter which would allow their access to the building.
There is a moving and important event every Thursday, don’t think we save this sort of stuff for special occasions. The people on these days were queuing for a clothing bank run by a charity just outside the city centre.
Last week I saw a man with what appeared to be a toothbrush, scraping moss out from the grooves between the paving on Charles Street. For a moment I thought how odd this was, but recalling the paving being pressure washed for a visit from the queen a while back, now soon there will be a long dead king passing through, and the inevitable media flurry around the event. Like when you’re expecting judgemental visitors so you clean the main rooms and shove all the clutter in a cupboard.
This has been a good thing for Leicester, I’ve head of potholes being filled in, seen little patches of rough land cleared and litter filled shrubs pruned and shredded to oblivion.
I’m sure we’ll go back to shoving our clutter under the metaphorical sofa after the cameras have gone.
If you are watching the proceedings on TV or visiting for the first time, consider that all may be not quite as it seems.
I guess this place will be busy at the weekend. Apparently someone’s getting buried in Leicester…
Ok a day late but then I have had an extra day to reflect! Can’t pick just one thing.
Our trip to Swansea, so lucky with the weather and even more lucky to get back before the people carrier packed up!
My littlest turning 4.
It being the school holidays, having fun as a family and getting to spend quality time with my children.
Doing the Skyride in Leicester. It would be a great place to cycle the rest of the time if it had viable cycle paths!
My children who are in school being excited about going back to school. My son who is home educated making plans for this year.
Making chocolate truffles for the first time (how did I miss doing THAT before?) and them being amazing.
A wonderful meal here http://www.the-white-peacock.co.uk/