I have been invited to a folk night this weekend. I don't really fancy it at all. Apparently there is a live band on.
I Just know it's going to be a nightmare, something like the bloody Westhoughton Weavers, singing such traditional favoutites as the Heywood Pig Castrators Daughter, Ho down merry down with a hey noony fol de rol doo dey and Where's Me Pewter Tankard. :thunbdown:




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