Some of my friends are off to the Dorset Steam Fair this week (pictured below, taken by one of my friends a couple of years ago). They assure me it’s fascinating – lots of things that run on steam. Strangely they can’t understand why the more they talk about it, and just how many *interesting* steam things there are, the less enthused I am about the idea. The old-fashioned steam-driven merry-go-rounds sound like quite good fun, but that doesn’t quite warrant spending the precious few remaining days of recess listening to men talk about internal combustion engines, doing that boy thing of trying to outdo each other on who knows the most obscure and *interesting* facts about a topic.
We are currently in negotiations about the Didmarton Bluegrass Festival, which is the next stop on their travels. I’ve caved in on turning up, but not to the camping (it’s 30 minutes to get home, to a bed and hot water and all mod cons…) So I’ll be heading up there Friday evening after my surgery, but will be back for the Celebration of Age festival at the Council House on Saturday morning, followed by the rally against the Lib Dems cuts to Home Care, in Southmead. And then maybe back to Didmarton for more banjos and ukeleles and men with beards… I say that, but on Friday the Jolenes – friends of my friends – will be playing, and as you can see from this video, they’re not blokes and they don’t have beards.