I'm back ater an 'orrible 17 hours travelling.
Left Whitby 0852 Monday morning and via Middlesbrough, Manchester, Euston, (Shrewsbury being flooded had to go the pretty way), an hour and a quarter on the undergroung due to the Central and District lines not running, Paddington and a £45 taxi ride from Cardiff to Swansea finally arrived home 0140 Tuesday morning absolutely f..f..f..f..fatigued. Was it worth it? BLOODY RIGHT IT WAS!
Highlights of the weekend for me, guest-wise, LocTup Together and Keepers Lock, what a treat.
Unfortunately, Saturday afternoon, I got the ague. Shivering and shaking and sweating and 4.30 bed with a couple of paracetamol so I missed the concert, Sunday morning great.
Sunday evening, good anti-shanty session in the Tap & Spile and a pleasant surprise. I'd just sung "Manchester Rambler" when this bubbly, smiley, buoyant lady came up to me and said "You're a Mudcatter aren't you?" I asked how she knew and she said "'Cos I am as well. I'm Ickle Dorritt" Another mystery solved.
Whitby's the last festival of the season it seems a long time to Easter and Lancaster.

Mike