Thank you to you bingo callers; you whist players and crib calculators
Thank you, you children entertainers for making mothers’ race with perambulators
Thank you, you Royal Family dress makers; organisers; and chaperones
And thank you, you chug-chug tractor drivers; barrier aligners and marshals standing all alone
Thank you, you float designers who compete with Notting hill
Thank you for making them so great and agreeing to pay the bill
Thank you, you bowlers; you golfers, and all who’ve raised the cash
And all the pubs and party organisers for putting on a bash
Well done you Karaoke warblers you gave it all you had
And thank you, you race night fancy dressers, you don’t brush up too bad
And thanks to all you racers but, no, wait no not “racers”
Thanks to those who just strolled round and paraded their creation
And well done to the press who caused us all such ‘turbulation’!
Well done to our District we’ve had some fun this year
And thank you to the walkers who didn’t drink their beer!
Apologies to all the people and groups omitted in the poem. You were not forgotten but it would have been a poem of epic length to include everyone.
The event finished around 8.00 with our classic hymn: Till We Meet Again… until next year …