Sunday we awoke to the heavy patter of rain on
the canvases which continued late into the day, letting up long enough for the
canvas to dry out ready for packing, which due to our gradual expansion over the
weekend took a lot longer than usual. With every thing packed away we were
back on the road home, just in time as it turned out as a tremendous thunder
storm hit as we left York.
One of the attending members had bought his son
along for the weekend, and a few discussions had previously thrown up the
question of what to do with him in regards to a uniform. The answer came from
several sources, firstly the accidental finding of Army Cadet uniforms from the
1980's, a Ex-Army Cadet and the finding of a picture from 1981 of cadets being
taught, which so happens were wearing the pieces of uniform previously
purchased. With his .303 Rifle every one instantly recognized him as an Army
Cadet. It is our intention to eventually do a page on the Army Cadets.