Sunday, 4 November 2018
We've been on the road in the UK for over two weeks now and it's been a brilliant trip. The concerts have gone very well, we've seen lots of old friends and made many new ones, we've travelled from the north of Scotland down into the Midlands of England and points in between and while I'm sad it's over I am most definitely in need of a break and ready to be at home now.
These photos were taken on the very last night in Bollington Folk Club - many thanks to John Appleyard for sending them on to me.
The clubs have been a joy with fabulous singers all along the way who have not only sang with our songs but have provided great entertainment before and during our sets everywhere we went. And thankfully our new songs went down very well wherever we went.
There have been lots of laughs and many sad moments too as people sang songs about the great war, and many towns we passed through were bedecked with mementoes to the thousands and thousands who lost their lives in it. And saddest of all, in of the clubs we visited, the Cutty Wren in Redcar, the organiser was very ill in hospital and sadly died the next day. John Taylor was a lovely man whom we only met once but who made us feel very welcome. He will be very much missed.
But then the hilarious goings on of singers in the next club redressed the balance.
We stayed with many old friends and some new ones, and of course sat long into the night solving the problems of the world and finding out about each other's views on the B word. I'm totally talked out about Brexit now.
In spite of my great intentions setting off on a tour, I'm pretty terrible at taking photos on the road, but I'll be back later in the week with a few sights and views.