It’s been a funny old week, involving getting wet at regular intervals. The British summer! Although I’m not much of a lad for flag-waving and so on, I have to say that the Jubilee celebrations were a bit of a highlight. I spent last weekend camping with my scout group. We built a beacon at Caergwrle Castle on Monday - a 12 foot pyramid (more or less) of pallets and dry high. Carting that quantity of stuff up the hill was a logistical challenge, but having a quad bike and trailer helped enormously. We were part of the official chain of Diamond Jubilee beacons and when 10pm approached it began to feel like a bit of a responsibility.
The thing was, we hadn’t really intended it as a public event. It’s not so much that we didn’t want folk to be there so much as the thought of having to marshal a crowd with a big fire burning. In the end, though, there was a real festival atmosphere with about 150 people climbing the hill to join in the fun. We saw the smoke from the Moel Famau beacon rising above Hope Mountain just after 10pm and it is strange to me how the excitement began to rise. Our appointed time was 10.10pm, so there was just time to do a last walk round safety-check before I got the privilege of lighting up.
In just a few seconds the beacon was blazing!