We have played here before, for a party of Microsoft PhD students, in a marquee in the garden. This time we were inside the very lovely house itself, for a wedding ceilidh for an equally lovely bride and groom. The house was extraordinary – a working sedan chair, longcase clocks, marble and marquetry all over the place.
After a very noisy start, the guests settled into some fabulously energetic dancing. Greg got the first Trump joke of the night in, much to Andrew’s annoyance. There were a few kilts in evidence so we did the Dashing White Sergeant, which went down a great. And of course the Cumberland Square Eight. Here’s the basket – always a good photo!
And we forgot to sell any CDs …. must try harder ….