Bunting

The British love their bunting.  So with the Diamond Jubilee weekend approaching, the shops have been full of various types, colors, and styles of Union Jack clad bunting.  To embrace the full spirit of our new land, we’ve joined in.  I bought the weatherproof outdoor flags.  As they are plastic and slick, you end up getting a bunted mess when you open the packages…but the girls had fun ‘helping’ me unwrap everything.

But we did eventually get it all hung in nice, orderly, proper bunting style. I even convinced Adam to coordinate the thumbtacks we were using to hang it to the color that he was tacking into. (He tried to use a green tack & there was much discussion about how inappropriate this was – what if the Queen saw!)

We put ours up the Thursday evening before the weekend.  Friday as I was walking home from the bus stop, the neighbor was outside hanging his up.  When he saw me walking by, he jumped off the ladder and walked over to chat.  "You got me in trouble yesterday," he started.  I was a bit nervous – I had no idea what we’d done this time.  "All I heard last night was ‘the American’s have their bunting out and our house is still bare.  The American’s have bunting and we don’t…’"  Luckily, at this point we both could laugh.  So, apparently we started the trend for our street.

More from our Jubilee celebrations to come!