by Simon Inglis
Whampers on the Fortune Green side of town will be aware that the coming of Christmas means only one thing.
Lighting up time in Aldred Road.
Children coo. Taxi drivers make detours. Cholmley Gardens bathes in reflected glory.
But how has this happened?
‘The short answer’, writes an Aldred Road resident, ‘is that about fifteen years ago one of the residents, an actress with the voice and command of Miss Jean Brodie and a brilliant sense of fun suggested some of us put up lights – white only, nothing showy (blinking Santas verboten) – and none of us dared say no. Especially as it was a good excuse for a street party.
As the years went by more people in the street signed up, and so here we are, nearly a full strip, some curly, some straight, some even slightly coloured (we became more relaxed about that sort of thing once B&Q started doing special offers).
Some of the newer residents have said that the Christmas lights were one reason why they chose to move here.
Estate Agents please note.
We’re on until January 6th.
Coach trips welcome.