We attended a charity Christmas light switch-on at a local hotel yesterday evening.
It was a chilly, but thankfully dry evening, and the light switch-on was timed for dusk. Just as the sky darkened the building suddenly blazed with light.
Well, suddenly wasn’t perhaps an accurate description. It blazed with light on the third countdown attempt, much to the amusement of the massed local Sleat residents.
The spirit of Blackpool is alive and well at the Duisdale House Hotel, where every inch of the building had been draped with wattage, and just in case that’s not festive enough, a few majestic deer and snowmen have been added to the front lawn for good measure.

Mulled wine, hot chocolate with marshmalllows, a choir (sadly a little drowned out by a stiff easterly wind) and a piper that no wind could diminish – a seriously festive, cheery time was had by all.

The season has officially started!
And I haven’t made a mince pie or cut a piece of holly yet.

That sounds like a classic local event! The lights don’t work first time, the choir can’t sing loudly enough to out-do the wind, the Piper is a bit too much and everyone loves it!
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It was fun!
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Beautiful, and a fitting tribute to the spirit of the Sun as he begins his long climb back to life.
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