Dancing in Evesham

Another weekend camping - at a Morris weekend in Evesham. The forecast was pretty bad,so we decided to go minimalist, Normally I like my mod cons when camping, but this time we decided to leave most stuff at home, and just take our small tent and a kettle! This tent goes up in about 5 mins and comes down in the same time, and we thought if it really was rainy and windy it would be easier to manage. We were camping on the Meadow in Evesham, right by the River Avon which was dangerously high when we got there having driven through torrential rain. A local helpfully told us it would it would flood the other way, first.  So, tent pitched, we managed a sit outside and a civilised g and t before setting off to a local Indian for a curry. I was tying to follow a major upgrade going on at work and needed to keep my phone charged, so managed to sneak it into a plug in the restaurant. Stuart decided to wait until we got to the pub, and in the middle of an England football game managed to unplug the projector showing the game...

Evening spent in the gazebao, and a reasonably early night. Saturday wasn't too bad when we set off on our coach tours, and we managed to get some dancing in, between the showers.

The rain did stop us dancing outside at lunchtime and we had to be inventive and do a small dance in the pub.

In the afternoon we went to The Fleece, a beautiful national Trust pub, and when we got there it was throwing it down, so we sheltered with everyone else under a very wet gazebo.

But eventually it brightened up and we got to dance. In the evening we went for a chinese meal, and then sat in the gazebo again.

Sunday morning the sun was shining, and there were plenty of rowers out.

after a full cooked breakfast in the rowing club we got the small tent down, and gathered by the bandstand for dancing and then a procession. There were some serious hats on display.

And some interesting characters

The procession went up into town, where we all danced in the  market square, and then the showers started. We managed to doge them for our first dance spot, but our last dance was by the church, and as we started, the heavens opened, and we danced in the pouring rain. Got drenched. But, we got a round of applause!
Great weekend.