I was on extended holiday last year in Kent...After two weeks I got brassed off with playing and singing to myself in the awning of our caravan. Realising that I was suffering from "Folk club withdrawal syndrome", I googled folk clubs in Kent and found that I had a choice. Consequently I spent six very pleasant Wednesday evenings at a very friendly club in Faversham at the Chimbney Boy. The moral to this happy tale is "If you want a folk club, don't sit there wondering if they are they in decline. GO FIND ONE! For goodness sake!
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