These "sings" just get better and better. A huge crowd - had to fight to get my usual spot by the lu.
After four hours of the maritime stuff with the usual suspects + Jeff Warner and some Gloucester men I don't know by name, the group switched to 50s rock and succeeded in drowning out the piped in Dylan retrospective.
Barry Finn is back in form - Lord that man can fill a room with his booming voice. Charlie sang some offerings from his new CD. Mark set a ten minute ribald shouting match in motion with a ditty about a lady(?) with pearls down her pants.
Good food, good people, good fun and great music.
Thanks, Tom.