Paramour treated me to the Bristol Balloon Feista today:

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Well, there weren't 99 of them, and only a few were red, and no Nena was in fact played, but if you were there to see more than 40 hot-air balloons or various colours slowly fill up to the size of twenty-story buildings and take off no matter hosw impossible it seemed to the tune of 'Bitter-Sweet Symphony', you'd cry too. Because somethings are just too beautiful and hot-air ballons are one of them.