Mr Campin "we had to throw every note like a pebble at the furthest-away dancer. "

Hadn't realised Mudcat was also for poetic image. Nice.

And yes, marquees aren't ideal. Did a choir gig in a big marquee the weekend before last. Audience appeared to be enjoying it and themselves. Could we hear ourselves? To an extent.

Did have a very nice very-mini-ceilidh earlier this year. Local players in the museum garden one afternoon. Hard surfaces - walls and paving. Just one couple dancing - I essayed something mildly jivey to Michael Turner's with Sue and Steve took over for Mazurka d'Auvergne. Idyllic.