Friday night saw Bronwen, Jonathon, Flynn, Margaux, and I head off to Mount Stewart to wander through the annual Festival of Lights. The weather had been relatively OK during the day, so we had (unrealistic) hopes that the night would remain that way.
The festival itself was great: it's amazing what the effect of lights under trees can be! Unfortunately, the weather took a turn for the worse, and our best laid plans were seriously waylaid.
Added to this, Margaux became ridiculously distressed at the fact that she couldn't see the spectacle from her usual advantaged position of the front pack! The result was that Jonathon pushed an empty pram, Bron pushed Flynn in his pram, and I carried Margaux on my hip (she wouldn't go to Jonathon, even though he offered).
The rain bucketed down, but thankfully we were prepared with big umbrellas and an appreciation of the rainfall through the lights!

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