Doing our stuff at the Christmas Lights Switch On is something which we all absolutely
love, in principle! But when, a few days beforehand, the weather lady starts looking
up the natty blue appliques for the map and suggesting that we will have to go back
to school to learn all over again about negative numbers, well then it seems that
the principle might be getting a bit too close to the practical.
But no, we Lions (and our volunteer helpers) are made of sterner stuff. We don’t
melt in the heat, nor seize up in the cold, or dissolve in the rain. No. But we do
appreciate a bit of warmth in the Southport Lions Chuck Wagon when that appears in
the Town Hall Gardens on the afternoon of the big Switch On!
Once again this year, rather than polluting the atmosphere with our portable generator,
we offer a round of applause to the Town Hall Gardens Cafe who donated plugging rights
to a 13A socket in their kitchen! This meant that we could run our twinkling Christmas
Lights, and the kettle! (And the fire!!)
This year, as usual, we sold flashing novelty toys from the Mobile Retail Centre,
seen above, and the even more Mobile Retail Centres, which looked rather similar
to buckets, carried by a number of our Members and helpers. We also took part in
the Parade, starting from Pleasurelandland and running along the Promenade and back
along Lord Street.
As with a number of other Charities, we decided, this year, to leave the street collection
to Help for Heroes, who do such a wonderful job of supporting all those members of
our armed forces who come back in a bad state from places where the brave politicians
would never dream of spending more than a flying photo opportunity.
Lions large and not so large joined in the parade which passed the reviewing stand
on Lord Street on the dot of 5.30pm which was a good job as this was the time set
for the Switch On. Everything went according to plan and there were many oohs and
aahs when the merry twinklers burst into life. The evening concluded with the singing
of some Christmas Carols in a welcome reintroduction of some real Christmas spirit
to the politically correct Mid Winter Festive Retail Opportunity. Bah, humbug!