The plan was to have one parade on Saturday, starting at 11:00am because last year the morning parade was just about drawing to a close as the afternoon parade started. I wasn't there on Sunday, but it was planned to run the parade at 12:00, which I presume happened. Although young Tom was scurrying back and forth with a list of runners and riders, I'm not convinced that everyone was aware of their intended position in the field. Getting the assembled throng out the basin seemed to be giving some challenges and it appeared to be closely followed by some unexpected off-script extra activity from Nutfield and Raymond, which added to the general melee before the boats in front of Butcher's Bridge could get going. As a result, those the other side of the bridge appeared to be left in even more of a shrug-shoulders mode for quite some time....