The Christmas lights were turned on by Nicola Blackwood MP, seen here being driven down Stert Street in an old MG – following the Abingdon Sea Cadets (separate pictures of them in a day or two with a separate story).

The theme of the evening was Kings and Queens.  Abingdon’s 2nd newest shop, Utopia, looked the part.

Mark from Mostly Books was King of Books, a couple of doors up.

The town crier was out and about letting everybody know what was happening. Here he is at Skinny Hippo.

There were lots of entertainers this year.

Clubs and societies were also taking part. There was even a chance to take penalties behind Poundland.

In St Nic’s Church there were displays from different community groups connected with the Church in Abingdon.

A great charity fund raiser from the Co-op is seen here giving out Fairtrade chocolate at the Fairtrade stall. Next to him is Mike Moon, who helped Paul Townsend at the Chamber of Commerce organise a lot of this extravaganza evening.

It ended with awards for best costumes, best shop front, and best of about 100 entries for Find the Fairy, and then fireworks. Huge crowds were in town.

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Father Christmas was also there and will soon be visiting most areas in Abingdon, thanks to the Abingdon Lions.

There was a road closure from 10-12 today to allow an MG car to be lifted through the window into the Sessions Hall of the County Hall museum.

A platform lift was to be used and did a trial run first. In the foreground are the town clerk and the chair of the museum management committee.

At first the MG – minus wheels and engine – was lifted, using a crane, onto the platform lift.

Here are a few of the museum staff, the town clerk, and project manager having their photo taken at about that time.

But it was not all to be straight forward. The platform lift, with MG on board, stopped a little way short of the window and would not go up any further.

Plan B then came into operation, or at least I assume it was plan B – it may have been completely improvised…

With the help of the crane to take some of the weight of the MG car, the platform lift got up the last couple of feet.

Very carefully, with a couple of centimeters to spare,  the MG was then guided through the window. The lunchtime crowd clapped and cheered, and the man on the lift gave a bow.

Somebody near me said “That was Pure Abingdon!”