Wonderful.
It sounds just like the folk club John Buckingham ran at the back of the Golden Lion many years ago.
I used to go along to Rogues Corner when Margaret Brenton was there, but that was much more intimate. We would sing "The sweet notes of the nightingale flooooow" while thinking of Charlie Bate.
I wish I could be there but NZ is too far away.
Have a lovely evening.
Robyn