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This morning the travelling French market was in town and we bought fresh bread and croissants (oh and a custard square… mmm custard square). Merci.

The Oxford Folk Music Festival is also on this weekend. This meant the streets were packed with little squadrons of Morris dancers, jingling about everywhere with their little bells on. I was waiting for one of them to crack an “I’ll be there with bells on” joke but it didn’t come un/fortunately.

Getting into the spirit of things, we decided to can our movie idea for the evening and head along to the Daughters of Elvin gig. This was at the Holywell Music Room – apparently the oldest (1742) purpose-built music venue in Europe. The performance was a mix of dance and medieval music. Lots of harp, pipes, recorders with some dulcimer and hurdy-gurdy thrown in! There were some really very pretty, ethereal songs in their performance – beauty isn’t confined to the last 700 years it would seem. Oh and there were butterflies that flew out of a skull and also a unicorn! Not your average gig for sure, but well worth the investigation.