I was only in Sidmouth from the Friday night until Monday morning, working with Shirley Collins on her two shows, so got to see and hear very little - but high points were:

Watching the Belles of London City dance Lumps of Plum Pudding at the EFDSS reception - not a soul in the room but was ravished by the sight of them.

Hearing Sam Lee sing a version of The Deserter I'd not previously known, and doing it beautifully, the handsome fellow.

Dining at Baraza.

Low point - the frequency with which the Bedford sessions in that large front bar were comandeered by hollering macho drunks. The kind of 'oh nay nevering' that makes you blush to be within a hound's gowl of folk music.

That's my tweopenn'orth.

Pip