Splendiferous festival. Lovely location, friendly chickens.
A giant of a man, resplendent in kilt and Santa Claus hair+beard combo gifted us the most touching introduction we've ever received: "Ladies and gentlemen, mmmfghl harrrumph ggl, mumphumblas Glasgow rumphundm farvrushghlln RANDOLPH'S LEAP!"
We didn't arrive until the Saturday, thus regretfully missing Washington Irving and a few other folk.
A large dose of the thankyouz goes to Washinton Irving's Chris McGarry for joining us (our own drumsman couldn't make it) in what turned out to be a ill-prepared disaster / endearingly shambolic triumph in the face of adversity.
My personal highlights were Andrea Marini (though my quest for a baked potatiola distracted me for a song or two), Sir Alasdair Roberts (see video below) and Rachel Sermanni who I'd never heard before but boasted good songs, a cracking fiddle duo and a sense of self-awareness which I personally find refreshing when compared with some of the dullards who graze in not-so-dissimilar fields...
Alasdair Roberts - The Cruel Mother:
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