The security guard saw us and called us in from the road, I kid you not! It was hard not to stop, because the lying down utsavar right in front there looked very pleasing. The usual bevy of ladies gathered, chatting, reading, chanting. The Iyer doing his chants apparently in parallel. And along the whole left prakaram, rows of benches with numbered decorated lamps. My favourites were the one with the lime head and the roses for hair (many had pre-made faces, this did not), and the one that used ficus leaves to make a vinayaka form. Not sure which got the prizes though!