No rain, miraculously! Greg kicked off the evening with his ever-mutating space hopper dance, with another generation of kids, all very enthusiastic except one tiny boy who kept wailing “I’m bored!” despite his energetic participation!
As always, the good folk of Victoria Park danced with inter generational verve. Here’s a Cumberland Square Eight set giving some wellie to the basket!
Pictures of the bass player are rare in our archive, so here’s David on his Fender Precision!
Thanks to the Nobletts for the tasty barbecue and intriguing Wainwrights beer! All in all as spirited a ceilidh as ever, topped off by a madly fast Drops of Brandy. See you next year!