Maybe the clue to Mr Red's dyspepsia is in his posting - "and of course the sheer size of the undertaking meant literally people were saying on Monday 'I haven't seen you all w/e'. I shall have to get a more high viz hi-viz red jacket.I saw musos on Monday night who I hadn't seen all w/e.

Poor lamb - he didn't get enough attention. Anybody who dresses the way he does obviously wants to be noticed, and it took until Monday for some 'musos' to acknowledge him.(What are 'musos', by the way? Were there some people there who weren't interested in music? NO! You don't mean there may have been some people there who only wanted to be SEEN?)

I saw him - in fact I had to go and sit somewhere else to have my lunch because of the bloody racket he was making with his bodhrain - it leaked all over my piri piri chicken.

And while I'm here, "Shrewbury won't be a Folk Festival ultimately. We can read the sings. It has been entertainment long since. The two are not mutually exclusive but they are in conflict." What on earth is he on about? Who's this "we" who are reading all these sings? Can I join please, or don't I know enough?

And Alan, fancy thinking that you can entertain us with folk music when its obvious to anyone in the know that the two terms are oxymoronic. Please feel free to torture me some more.

Ermm..... 'scuse me, I can feel a ponder coming on.