Every year for the past few years, pao has gone to fetch his grandmother from her house to have lunch at ours on Boxing Day. He has usually been gone quite a lot longer than it would normally take and it was the first year that I got to see the huntsmen in Wingham which he talked about.
I was slightly bemused by this one as those hunters looked like they were waiting for a bus at the bus stop.
Lots of horsemen and women outside the pub where people seemed to be drinking punch.
There was quite a hold up especially involving angry men in Range Rovers. Some people are so impatient and try and force their way through gaps where they are clearly not going to fit.
Not a sight you see every day!