Corby is a good example, I don’t consider it a real part of England, but a Glasgow in the Midlands. Ex-steelworkers came here to find work in town. As I walked amongst the parade crowd, it felt like a different parade. Here, in Corby, the Orangemen were received with cheers and waves compared to other towns, like Essex which the crowd reacts with bewilderment. The most endearing thing I witness, on my way to the business meeting, was the parade carrying the Orange banner for the newly re-opened Bedford Lodge.  Several brethren were walking side by side in the parade.

I asked someone in the crowd if they knew where the parade ended and they told me at the Glasgow Rangers where there will be beverages served to the parade participants. Ah, if only I had the time to be a part of the fraternity and goodwill!  I left the parade a little saddened though, but hopeful that there can be some kind of further agreements where I don’t need to declare myself an Orangemen, but instead an Irishman.

Parading in Corby is a post from: VidMama

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