Twelfth

Yes, today is the Glorious Twelfth, and it was indeed a glorious day, with the sun beating down in Loughbrickland, on the very site that King Billy reviewed his troops on the way to the Boyne, beside Loughbrickland Lough.

Some photos will follow, when I have a chance to get them done.

Last night we were on the Bishopswell Road watching the Thornhill bonfire from far away, but before that I had been in Newcastle for a bit of a walk and a Maud's ice cream.

Tomorrow sees the annual Royal Black Institution Parade and Sham Fight in Scarva (cue the usual jokes about possibly James winning this year etc), where a huge crowd descends on Scarva village. It's always a great day, and with this weather, it will be even more so.

I'll post more later...