They had held events like this before. Successful, well supported, happy and gay. This was to be the best yet and all those involved in putting me together did a marvellous job. I am very proud to say that this particular Free Folk Festival at the Alison was the best so far.

The weather forecast had been good and turned out to remain so. Dark cloud gathered a couple of times over the weekend, heading in the direction of my bright marquee, but must have got scared away by all the commotion underneath. They turned and ran away only returning in the night and allowing the sun to shine on the crowds that came to see the spectacle and listen to the wonderful songs and singing. I heard no-one complaining, even when the evening turned to chill, as they sat around with warm hearts, joining in with the songs of the main artistes and the singarounds after the main events each day. I slept each night with songs ringing in my ears, delighted to have seen so many folk enjoy the day’s offerings, and looking forward to the next day as it approached.