So here we are. Deepest darkest cornwal. Lost in Lostwitheil.
l after playing the Hare and Hounds in Birmingham( see NotNOwBernard Blog), only to arrive at 3am and treck the last half mile by moonlight down a train track. A truly magical start to the session. With a mixture of fatigue and excitement we hit the hay with anticipation for what tommorrow brings.
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