But this year the calendar was kind, and St George's was on a Saturday. I celebrated it by watching a local Morris side, then playing the Turkish Knight with the Herga Mummers at the Queen's Head in Pinner, and then spending the next 11 hours ensconced there with La Inglesa, HergaKitty, Tim F, Dan McKinnon et al, supping some fine Youngs Special, singing our hearts out for ourselves and for the chock-a-block appreciative audience of that fine establishment, and generally wallowing in a benign, celebratory atmosphere. Well done the Queen's Head, pig roast and all, for putting up something special for the day. And well done the 200 or so revellers that went through its doors yesterday.

Knackered home at 1am for a double shot of something with Dan and a natter, bed by 2:30am, up at 8am without a hangover!

Yes, it was a grand St George's Day!