September 19th - Day 154

To Nunhead Green today to enjoy the annual urban fete, known as Green Day, blessed for the third year running with sublime weather. My intention had been to check out the music on the Dynamo Cabaret stage, where the musicians' amps are powered by fifteen bikes riden by audience members (not the same ones all afternoon) - no pedalling = no music. When I arrived, however, clutching my camera, my bag and my sleeping three-year-old, this amiable bunch of lunatics (the moniker in particular applies to the three men in the top picture) were in full swing outside the Old Nun's Head pub. They were called "This Happy Band" and their task for the day was to crawl from pub to pub playing music (plus a bit of poetry), fortifide only by beer and food. Amongst their number, as well as musicians, poets and pirates, were a pantomime horse, a laughing bear, a slightly sinister chap dressed head to foot in camouflage gear and a human percussion instrument. In the front garden of The Pyrotechnists Arms it was announced that today was National Pirates Day and some blokes drinking lager were encouraged to join in the "Arrrggggghhhh!!" part of the subsequent song. The drinkers said, "argh" and pulled their pints close.