66 Frenchgate, our B&B in Richmond
In the Georgian Theatre at Richmond
The rest day was a slowish one, browsing shops and museums and antiquities. We ate a pretty disappointing meal at the chippy but lingered around the town square with its seven pubs on the promise of a folk session at the Bishop Blaize Hotel. (Bishop Blaize is the patron saint of wool combers, a piece of trivia that should either start a discussion or end one!)
A few people with guitars drifted in and later, and ominously, three bodhrans (goatskin hand drums) also appeared. However the session was lively, friendly and fun. Although nobody showed much skill with the bodhran they mercifully played them softly. The Australian visitors were the focus of the night as people tried to remember songs from or about Australia. The chap next to me sang the Eric Bogle song, "Now I'm Easy" and was delighted to learn from us what a cocky actually is (and why). Someone else sang "The Man From Kiandra". Geordie and I made our own contributions before the session disintegrated and we tumbled out just before midnight.
I hope you enjoyed your well earned rest day - loving your blog, a wonderful opportunity for some vicarious hiking (ooh, feel the burn!!!). Much love, Christy xxx (thank you for the P/C)
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