I felt very un-piratey without my boobs squeezed up to my neck and no swords or daggers (peace tied of course) hanging off my belt, but it was fun to see so many people dressed up and having fun.

There was a parade...

A balloon making pirate, crafting boats, swords and fishing hats...
Food on a stick...
Food on a stick...
"How's your pickle, Binny?"





Perhaps I'll send this one to Auntie Pat to make up for the photo that made her cry.