I'm most disappointed after reading the thread title to read the messages.

I had thought that the Sidmouth was breaking away from the Devon mainland to drift like a giant iceberg away down into the sea. Dedicated folkies would hire small ships to make a last minute dash to continue the Folk festival as Sidmouth drifted sedately down through the Bay of Biscay into the Atlantic. Emergency convoys of food would be shipped to the new preambulating island.

As the town drifted on the folkies would continue to morris, celidh and sing while the rest of the town barely noticed. Some shopkeepers and hotel keepers would at first complain about the lack of trade but this would soon came back as the novelty generated a thriving tourist trade. But many inhabitants would hardly notice apart from complaining about the change in the weather and how it was much better in the old days. Steve Wozniak would continue to rhetorically berate the council and others via a specially created satellite link. Show of Hands would be parachuted in to keep Lizzie happy.

Eventually Sidmouth would drift into the West Indies and a new hybrid folk would be created with limbo morris, 56 verse reggae ballads and ska ceildhs (Whapweasel are practising already).

Maybe I will get my tent out this summer and see where Sidmouth ends up.

Adrian