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Home again, home again...
Aug. 12th, 2012 08:19 pmGiven that I have been a driver for more of my adult life than I was a non-driver, I am ridiculously pleased to have, once again, got myself, two doggies, G and G's motor scooter to Sidmouth and back safely. The ex ambulance minibus is a splendid thing to drive, but it is BIG. So big that as well as said motor scooter it took three tents (one not used in the event), everything we thought we would need for over a week at a folk festival and then some, and half my drums.
I did not buy any instruents. I gazed longingly at some drums but G dragged me away.
I did buy music books, and this affected my choice of workshops. I had intended to go to the Melodeon Improvers, but one of the books was by the person doing the workshop, complete with CD and DVD, so I decided to go to the Ukulele Beginners instead. 20 were expected; over 60 turned up. We made so much progress that many of us went to the Improvers next day. One of the others (a genuine Improver) talked me into coming to the Swan and joining in a session. When I got there I explained that I only knew the three chords we had been doing, so she said, "OK, we'll stick to the key of C; just follow me." I did, and I kept up. Afterwards she complimented me and asked if it was my first session. I said it was only my second day... this is the sort of thing that daydreams are made of. I finished the week in a state of blissful happiness (and yes, I played in the session next day too).
I also went to the Barefoot Flamenco, which was a great physical workout. Anybody who thinks that dance has nothing to do with PE has never tried it; plenty of aerobic stuff and I was running with sweat afterwards, and that's in addition to the coordination and balance involved. I can't think offhand of any muscles that we didn't use.
Lots of singing, lots of music (involving several of my drums) and I managed not to drink too much beer. I really need a week to recover, but on Friday I'm off to Moira Furnace for a weekend more of the sae.
Oh, I didn't mention the Loathly Wyrm. I'm hoping it'll show up on Youtube; it's a sort of Chinese dragon type thing. It appeared last year and we took it back this year by special request for the procession; on Friday night I was in the tail. If I find myself there again, I shall wear my black lace-up clogs and if anybody wallops me again as we go past, they'll know all about it if my kick connects.
Too tired now to do anything but collapse and watch the Olympic closing ceremony. Must feed doggies first, though.
ETA I clean forgot to mention Chris Barber. The man is AWESOME - where does he get the stamina from? Dammit, he's 16 years older than me.
I did not buy any instruents. I gazed longingly at some drums but G dragged me away.
I did buy music books, and this affected my choice of workshops. I had intended to go to the Melodeon Improvers, but one of the books was by the person doing the workshop, complete with CD and DVD, so I decided to go to the Ukulele Beginners instead. 20 were expected; over 60 turned up. We made so much progress that many of us went to the Improvers next day. One of the others (a genuine Improver) talked me into coming to the Swan and joining in a session. When I got there I explained that I only knew the three chords we had been doing, so she said, "OK, we'll stick to the key of C; just follow me." I did, and I kept up. Afterwards she complimented me and asked if it was my first session. I said it was only my second day... this is the sort of thing that daydreams are made of. I finished the week in a state of blissful happiness (and yes, I played in the session next day too).
I also went to the Barefoot Flamenco, which was a great physical workout. Anybody who thinks that dance has nothing to do with PE has never tried it; plenty of aerobic stuff and I was running with sweat afterwards, and that's in addition to the coordination and balance involved. I can't think offhand of any muscles that we didn't use.
Lots of singing, lots of music (involving several of my drums) and I managed not to drink too much beer. I really need a week to recover, but on Friday I'm off to Moira Furnace for a weekend more of the sae.
Oh, I didn't mention the Loathly Wyrm. I'm hoping it'll show up on Youtube; it's a sort of Chinese dragon type thing. It appeared last year and we took it back this year by special request for the procession; on Friday night I was in the tail. If I find myself there again, I shall wear my black lace-up clogs and if anybody wallops me again as we go past, they'll know all about it if my kick connects.
Too tired now to do anything but collapse and watch the Olympic closing ceremony. Must feed doggies first, though.
ETA I clean forgot to mention Chris Barber. The man is AWESOME - where does he get the stamina from? Dammit, he's 16 years older than me.
