I was standing in a queue at the HSBC in Sidmouth when a local person came in and declared that she was paying her council tax for the festival. She isn't at all happy with it. Most of the locals hate coming home from work only to find nowhere to park their cars, not even outside their own houses!

Did I sell lemonade? Words fail me.

Did I sing in the Middle Bar? Yes, but I couldn't stay in there for long because I had panic attacks and claustrophobia. It's my age, you know!

Swam in the sea tho' didn't we Schantieman... and visited Beer, along the coast, to watch the moon rise.

Sal

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