Where DO I start? Well, last night was quite an eyeopener. The ladyfriend and I took to the Nettlebed Folk Club last night to see Maddy Prior who was and is always a most original and exceptional performer. But my god the people! Every one of them looked as though they had come straight from filming an Open University program involving incredibly long quotations. The atmosphere in the place was intense - a thick, strong aroma of real ale and archeaology - I attribute a sore throat I feel this morning from breathing in the stench of "Folk people".
All of them looked like they had the directors cut of "The Wicker Man" in their video collection. I feared for the ladyfriend's safety when Maddy sang "John Barleycorn". Was this the key to start the ritual? I eyed the fire exits and discovered to my horror that the ladyfriend and I were trapped amongst the folkies.
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