For Morris teams in the East of the country, the Lincoln Morris Festival is one of the key dates in the calendar, and Rackaback were pleased to be invited to perform once more. Pete and I booked a family room in a B&B. and our daughter Clare brought our grandson Harry up to watch his granny dancing, and his GrandPete playing.
A splendid time was had by all concerned, including dancing, sightseeing, 10 minutes of Doctor Who (“don’t want to watch any more thank you”), Lincoln Castle, a huge hot chocolate with marshmallows (for the boy), and more besides. Somewhere on Sunday morning I lost my nice black cardigan, but never mind.
My Doc Martens and, more importantly, my feet, held out fine on their first all day joint appearance, Rackaback acquitted ourselves splendidly, and I hope we all get invited again!
That marks three weekends away in a row, so we have decided to give next weekend’s camping a miss, so we have time to draw breath, not least as here is a *big* site launch looming next week.