We're back now. Won't go into all the highlights - too many to mention quickly, but I think of this as the festival of the hugs. There was a very warm and welcoming feel all over. Loxley were great - we saw them today. Highly recommend them. Some other acts we caught and enjoyed were Jacqui McShee's Pentangle last night and James and Nancy's expanded foursome, the Melrose Quartet. I nearly missed seeing in the programme who they were, until Rob spotted it, and we were not disappointed - some lovely harmonies happening, and a great sound.

But really the things that really gladdened my heart the most were the little moments with people, and things coming together just right. For instance, on the way to the Melrose quartet concert, a voice behind me said "Hello Jenny" and it was Bob and Margaret Fagan, James's mum and dad, also great folk performers who I know really well from Australia. They were doing grandparent duties looking after Hamish and Harry. Both were sleeping peacefully at the time! The weekend was full of happy moments like that.

We were well fed, with that wonderful food from the Caribbean stall, and the all-day breakfasts at the golf club were very welcome.

We had trouble tearing ourselves away from a great singing session there on Friday night, which we heard later went on till the not-so small hours. We had other nice sings at other times, and spent some pleasant hours on Saturday afternoon stuffing ourselves with chocolate and meeting other Mudcatters at the Mudgather. Some we already knew, and some we had never met before.

THERE WILL BE PICTURES!

Well that will do for a start. Came home feeling all warm and fuzzy and we'll definitely be back!