Afraid I can't make the Ceilidh due to a previous commitment in North Devon, but I'll drink a toast to Ian, a lovely man. I remember him in the backbar of the Anchor at Sidmouth doing cats cradle with Brian, our daughters and I, after he'd already done a workshop on it, and he had such patience. I also remember him reciting Burn's poetry with great expression at a workshop at Chippenham festival. But of course there's also the great memory of 'the bagpipe music'- I hope you've got them dancing round the pearly gates Ian!
Kind thoughts go out to his loved ones.
Anne