Not many people can say they have been a turnip. As you can see though I was not the only turnip, there were kindred spirits on this float. For the life of me I cannot recall who was the enormous turnip, but I’ve never forgotten the story though. It kindled my imagination.

Hopefully this random post will give you a few more ideas for next month’s Kinda Squares. By the way this is a challenge promotion which is why I am getting away with the fact it isn’t square!

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  2. I can’t say I was ever any kind of vegetable, Becky! Very organic (I was going to say original, but the word suggestion thingy brought up organic so I went with it 😀 😄)
    I was a jester… and a few years later the Swedish Chef off the Muppet Show! 😆

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  6. Doesn’t this come in the ‘unkind to children’ category? 🙂 🙂 I have the feeling some of these connections are going to be very tenuous! Heritage done and dusted for another year? I’ve not had time to get very involved, but what a lot of work you put in.

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    1. Not done yet, another 3 days to go and multiple Zoom webinars to host!! So still plenty of time for you to join in the fun. You might like the tours of Winchester College and the Cathedral tower tour 🙂

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      3. I think it was a piece of green cardboard around my head with another piece sticking straight up. I remember having to sway a little bit. Have no idea what it was all about but then again I was four or five 🙂

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  12. At that age, I was once the British Isles in crepe paper. Rose petal skirt, thistle sleeves,shamrock hat, and a daffodil bursting from my chest – it was a Coronation party. I can remember it so well – and also the fact that I only cam third. My first experience of empathy. I felt keenly for my mother who’d worked so hard. Kinda sad.

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    1. Wow, that sounds an extraordinary costume. Bronze certainly wasn’t good enough, your poor mum. Sounds like school politics!

      Do you have a photo?

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      1. I really wish I had. In my mind it was a wonderful creation, Maybe the reality didn’t match up. No, this was Village Green politics. My mum was the headteacher (Two classes – the 5-8 year olds, and the 9-15 year olds!)

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  14. Is that you? I don/t remember ever having to be something but my son was a cat once. We still have the outfit I made for him. Pretty simple compared to what people do today.

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  15. Cute! I remember that I was a yellow flower in some play when I was about 4-5 years old. There must be a photo of that somewhere, maybe at my parents house.

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