Imagine a perfect English summer’s evening. The sun sinks in the west. The air is warm. On a barbecue sausages sizzle. The air is full of mouth watering aromas. Blackbirds are singing and there is well kept cask conditioned ale. Families and friends sit round tables in the garden of a well appointed country inn…………..
What could spoil it and yet be in keeping with the scene? Wasps? Mosquitoes? Hells Angels? No! Morris men!
Come on give us our due! We do forewarn those who are morris-phobic where we are going to dance and when! That’s why we publish our programme! On Wednesday 15th June we were at the White Horse, Chedgrave! And to give the landlord and people of Chedgrave their due, we were warmly and hospitably welcomed - free beer and a complimentary burger will always meet with our approval!
OK we started late! That’s part of the tradition! And anyhow many of the men had cycled out from the city! The dancing was memorable for a rendition of the Norwich-upon-Wensum dance Trunch Bypass, which on this occasion seemed to have a contra-flow system in place and an elderly erratic dancer going the wrong way down a one way street! During the consequent attempt to disentangle a multi-dancer pile up, the Rev’d Canon Phillip Mc Fadyen was heard to mutter “We all like sheep have gone astray!” Quite so!
On the musical front our musicians achieved an amazing first – a picture of which can be seen below! In the photo Greg Snell, our resident fiddle scraper, can be seen playing the invisible violin!
As a final treat for the people of Chedgrave the evening ended with a strip tease. Those who had arrived by bike removed their moleskin breeks, replaced them with lycra and pushed off into the night!
Richard
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