I can not believe it is that time of year again, where we don our velvet rags, our tasseled tops and, upon entering the gates of Epic in Canberra, become engulfed in the other world of folk.
This year I fell in love with Morris Dancing (I never thought I’d every say that).
Found Jordie Lane.
And added certain folkie clothing staples to my wardrobe.
I think I’ve been to every Folk festival 7 years running now. Yikes.