I live in a quiet street - the type of street Mr Whippy vans might visit on hot Sunday afternoons to taunt the neighbourhood children. Today, as I digested the sunday morning papers, a full brass band strolled past my house accompanied by women dancing and a man dressed as a hindu god riding atop a truck. They stopped across the road from my house and blasted my neighbour with hindi songs for 10 minutes. The man dressed as a god made a speech and then they all turned around and walked back down the street. So random!!!!! Anyone with tips on what it all means, please let me know.
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