A busker told me at Tiverton.
Jan does a lot of the handiwork & kitting-out herself, but she is not one for luxury so all she really needs is a wagon with an MOT. The kiddies play-things she can rustle-up and invent.
I still have the image of a Bromyard concert with these kiddos knotted into sausage-skins of stockinette bouncing around the tent like live salami. The performers were definitely hard pressed trying to sing sad ballads and dirges. Rolling in the aisles? - fer sure.