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Cinnamon patrol

Mr and Mrs Lili Wedding

 

Smithfield on (controlled) fire

Every now and again they turn on the big gas laterns / torches that line one side of the square. The first time it happened I was in the lounge and it scared the pants off me (see last photo!).

There's an ice rink and a Christmas market (so last week) in the square too - as well as, right now, one of those portable radio broadcasting trucks and from the sounds of it, about 3 competing musical acts. I suspect the sausage guy is sitting there in front of his big grill very depressed right now (see previous post).

Some photos for your enjoyments. Tschüs.








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