We really enjoyed Saturday's session, felt well enough to stay there til sunrise. Shame circle broke up. It wasn't the chatter that upset me, just those hyper drunk youngsters who wanted Trev to play for them all the time. When we tried singing a folk song, the girl, (Louise?) started her own thing at top volume. I was getting cold by then and stopped drumming. Trev insisted on finishing the song on his own, but I told them off for not having any manners. As to a certain other disruptive young man, I am assured that the matter has been dealt with.

So sorry about Kev's puncture. Who would have done such a thing? Sorry too that there was a problem with logs. Trev has in the past always helped with wood, and marquee, but just hasn't the strength now for either. I did make tea for the marquee erectors, and sort the recycling bags.
I have passed the info about Kentish Horse toilets on to Woodsie.