Originally Posted by LakieLady:
“We're off to Cornwall this afternoon and will be touring in our motorhome, so probably won't have internet access very often.
Rest assured, we will be listening and I'll miss our discussions on here! I'll try not to get chucked off any campsites for excessive cheering when Helen is acquitted.”
Originally Posted by An Thropologist:
“I doubt you will be heard over the din of cheering. I have a mental picture of a camp site, caravans in neat rows, all rocking on their chocks with collective jubilation come 7.15pm.”


I have this image:
And soon I heard such a bustling and prancing
And then I saw the whole village was dancing
In and out of the houses they came
Old folk, young folk, all the same
In that quaint old Cornish town
Every boy took a girl 'round the waist
And hurried her off in tremendous haste
Whether they knew one another I care not
Whether they cared at all, I know not
But they kissed as they danced along
And there was the band with that curious tone
Of the cornet, clarinet and big trombone
Fiddle, 'cello, big bass drum
Bassoon, flute and euphonium
Each one making the most of his chance
All together in the Floral Dance
One of my favourite English folksongs

.... but not when sung by Wogan