We traditionally start the day outside the coffee shop.

Morena dancing, whilst the assembled multitude looks on.

A double set of Worcestershire Monkey near the clock tower.

Wicket Brood in the foreground and OBJ in the background.

Look at the lines!

St Albans Abbey provides a dry spot for most of us to shelter.

The unlucky ones dancing are Wicket Brood.

In the White Lion afterwards.

Is this the most confined space we've ever danced in?

Colin, Susie, Bob, Gill, Doug, Vera, and Nikki are recognisable