Since I hadn’t taken a turn at it since October last year, I thought I’d try to squeeze in a session of spotting at this event. My first instinct was that the event would be too small to warrant three of us, but despite the compact venue, there was a sizable crowd and with Troopers propensity to wander off away from the troop, it would have been unmanageable to try it with any less.
Having had to move from a position adjacent to the main road because a number of cars were trying to exit through the area where we were standing, the troop was initially fairly slow going, although the guys were kept busy with photo opportunities with a steady stream of arriving guests.
One passerby, a small lad in a yellow t-shirt, stood across the road outside the gates for some 30 minutes before plucking up the courage to wander over to ask what was going on. According to him, he’d been walking home thinking about watching Star Wars when he spied the TKs in attendance and thinking it must be pretty boring for them to get paid to stand about doing nothing for ages. After clueing him in as to who we were and what we did, he seemed genuinely impressed, but unfortunately didn’t have a phone or a camera to hand to get his picture, and somewhat ironically given how long he’d stood observing, didn’t think he’d have time to go and get one and return before we left. I advised him we’d be around for a while yet and he trotted off, returning some ten minutes later with his mothers phone and asking if I’d mind taking his photo. After a couple of snaps he proffered a pound coin, to give to the charity in return for having his picture taken…
Moving the squad through to the playground area where the stalls were set out showed just how many people were actually in attendance though. There were a large number of folk in the fairly confined space keeping the man at the hotdog and burger stall constantly busy, while the woman at the crepe stand was largely ignored, which given that we were in Paisley was only right and proper. Maybe if she’d tried deep-frying the crepes..?
A slight downside with all the fast food being available was the abundance of ketchup and mustardy finger prints appearing each time the troopers got hugged while posing for photos.
Slightly disappointing that our attendant Sandtrooper failed to capitalise on the presence of the sand-pit at any point, but in the end they raised some £2000 for the school and we did get to witness Gordon swear-off any roundabout related bravado at events in future…