Swanage Folk Festival
Can this have
been our 20th Swanage Folk Festival? It never rains in Swanaage -
the locals all tell you "it has it's own micro-climate"! Well
they were nearly right this time, apart from the Saturday morning, when
the micro-climate decided it was our turn for a bit of precipitation.
Never mind, the festival and Swanage were just as enjoyable as
comprised: Alison, Andy, Ann, Chris, Clare, Claudia, Colin, Eddie,
Emma, Giles, Helen, Ian, Joe,
Karen, Kelly, Mark, MaryAnn, Mike, Phil, Tony and Vera, with some help
from Andy and his grandchildren, and Sharon
| ||Dancing Bay Horse on the Sea Front|
Dancers: Karen, Helen, Kelly, Eddie, Emma, Ian
Musicians: Clare, Colin, Joe, Phil, MaryAnn, Phil, Ali, Mark, Vera
morning was a bit torrential so we took shelter in the Mowlem
Building. Not the brightest of places, but we made the best of it!
I can just make out Phil, Vera, Colin, Ali, Sharon and Joe
|Who knows what this dance was, but there was enough room for it.
Kelly is right in the middle of it
|Another mystery dance - possibly Much Wenlock
Kelly, Emma, Mike and Helen are at this end of the set
|Some of our extended band - Andy and grandchildren
|Still in the gloom of the Mowlem
Chris and Mike are nearest, but the dance is another mystery
|The rain stopped about lunchtime.
Colin, Ali and Chris pose with Freya from our B&B
afternoon, while the other teams were enjoying the gruelling procession through
Swanage, we took our customary trip to Corfe Castle on the Swanage
First a bit of music in the guards van
|Then the standard repertoire of guards van dances.
This may be Hay-on-Wye, with Tony & Chris nearest
|This is certainly Hay-on-Wye, using hands instead of sticks to avoid breaking lights, windows etc
Mike and Eddie are now nearest
|After cream tea
in the NT tea-room (or beer in the Greyhound), the "ancient tradition"
of staging Corfe Castle's mini-folk-festival got under way.
We were accompanied (or possibly targetted) by musket-fire from the re-enactors in the castle
|Sheepskins in progress.
MaryAnn is in her wet-weather kit.
|More of Sheepskins, with Claudia and Karen facing us.
|After the massed Worcester Monkey and Tide on the Sunday, we adjourned to the sea for the usual aquatic dances.
I haven't found any pictures of those, but the day ended with the usual fun and frolics in the sea.
Now who is this fine fellow?
|None other than our esteemed squire, Tony
|And here they all are, disappearing off towards the Isle of Wight
|Freya, our little friend from our B&B joined in. Claudia just couldn't get her out of the water
|Joe enjoying the sunshine, and carefully posed below the Town Council sign
|No festival would be complete without a pooch picture. This is Kelly with Karens little dog.