This is easy, as it was last night 
! My mum is a huge fan of Christmas lights, a fact only emphasised by the three sets we subject my poor tree to every year. A little town in milton keynes called Stony Stratford holds a ‘turning on the lights’ night, where stalls cram into the high street. The smell of mulled wine and mince pies only beaten by the hog roast.
At about 5pm every year, the parade starts. Lanterns of all shapes and sizes come through the high street, and a range of ages have made them. They are truly beautiful, my niece and nephew were fascinated. 218 lanterns in all were paraded round the streets and I have never been so memorised, I did try to take pictures but it was too fast. I did see 4 jack skeletons, the cast of The Magic Roundabout and a Tardis that was unbelievably huge
I do empathise with these, growing up I was a regular festival participator, being a fly with a bubble wrap baby maggot and tea strainer eyes. Or as a show girl from moulin rouge, having a six-foot mannequin placed on my shoulders and making her dance. Loads of fun
The only problem I found with the night is the crowd. Dont get me wrong, I am a huge fan of community gatherings but you couldn’t move really. Plus mum then missed the light switch on and pouted till I promised I would drive her through next week 
