I suppose I'd update this quicker if I thought anybody read it.
Now, the Reculver barbeque was almost a music free zone. There was almost a sunset. High spots I suppose were the Fire Brigade arriving only to find a barbeque and after I'd left, apparently the Police arrived probably expecting to find some New Age Travellers or some such.
The English session last week was more of a session - i.e. going round, giving turns rather than a frenetic band practice. The Irish sessions were boosted by fiddle power. Our resident fiddler, Adrian had relatives over. Now there are apparently 8, yes EIGHT fiddlers in the family, we only got three and very good value they were too. They made a huge difference to the Sunday and Wednesday session (Wednesday in particular was cracking) but sadly going away now for a while (back to Finland and Rome respectively). Also had an itinerant fiddle player and guitarist from Devon. She thought it strange that 'folkies' and musicians did different and separate things. We thought it strange that anybody might think they'd want to do anything together. Maybe they're different in Devon.
English, or mixed lumpy tonight. We say every week is different and it is.
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