Manitas, the Bratling and I will be in Whitby this weekend (don't bother burglaring the house, the cat sitter is living in and all the good stuff will be with us. Just melodeons left... actually, the spare key is under the third flower pot to the right....), and wondered if anyone else was going to be around. Of course, he has told me nothing of the details, except that the Sword Dance Team are performing, going by the name of East Saxon Sword. They usually do it in pubs (where else?) and I'll be the bored looking one attempting to stop child from throwing itself under their feet, or attempting to throw said child off the cliffs.

LTS