nearly folk week

Well, it's Friday, and there has been a distinct shift in the type of tourist crowd milling about. We can observe this at leisure from our vantage point overlooking the harbour. The regatta is well and truly over and things are mellower. Folk week is about to begin. The menfolk (Phil and son) have gone on a three hour fishing trip. Geraldine Stephenson has rung to say she is here, with a couple of fiddles for me to look at- I feel sick with excitement and after I finish here, am going to see her to check them out!
I've browsed through the folk week programme- almost too much to choose from, and lots of things are on at the same time, or a long way from each other so there isn't enough time to get there. Went for a coffee with Phil at the Pavilion earlier and people were setting up PAs and stuff in readiness!
I'm amazed that son has really got into things now. He's gone from being really bored on Tuesday, to begging to come for two weeks again next year...oh if only our annual leave was more generous, we'd spend the whole summer here, bliss...will blog about Folk week in a day or two.