If you agreed to sing with the Thirskville cowboys you might just achieve GEFF status.
I had one of those dreams when you're almost awake but not altogether sure if you are, in which I was hiring the Thirsk racecourse for a festival weekend.
But I really don't think I'll be bothering.

Those London Festivals @ C# were a bit of a shambles (I don't mean you, Kitty, I don't remember you being there) but jolly good over at City University. I wonder why City (or even Guildhall) don't do them now?