The night was dark, and the moon was yellow and even Storm Diana had taken an hour off for Oss Night.
The Oss took to the streets at midnight, testing its staggerlurch and sway under the Christmas lights.
The pubs were chucking out. A folk gig at the Coronation Hall had nourished eyes and ears; the Oss was the port and stilton. Elsewhere, teenage Eurohoppers loitered in doorways and looked up to find themselves beneath the looming Oss: Clickclickclickpost.
The Oss toured the slumbering town, moving past upstairs windows, casting crisp shadows and measuring out its ground.Its' time is coming.
Video here. Stills by Lindsay Ward.
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