If this one has been a little while coming, it's because we're starting to run out of superlatives to describe our trips to the Twyford. We're starting to get an idea of the place now though - we turn up, it's empty. We start playing, it's filling up. We finish the first set, the feet of the good folk of Tiverton are starting to tap. Then the second set and all hell breaks loose, there is dancing there is joy there are a lot of great looking people shaking their Tivvy Tushes and throwing themselves at each other and us!
We played a great couple of sets, and for every effort we made, the amazing folk of Tiverton came right back at us with good vibes and encouragement. Even the arrival of her majesties finest at half time couldn't unsettle us. Like Pavlov's Dogs we went scuttling for cover when the blue lights came on, but they weren't after us for imagined misdemeanors past, or our blatant flaunting of the Twyford's 'No Hats, No Edwardians' policy, but the man with the creative approach to Broom-Jitsu during Eton Rifles.
But for now, that's us done in Tiverton for 2011 but we'll be sorting dates for 2012 soon enough! We'll see you then! It's been emotional!
We love you, you Tivertonian Troubadours.
Byeee!
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