Friday we broke camp and set sail for Arcadia for aour bluegrass weekend with the SWFBA. We arrived and set up safely, we were in one corner of the field looking out over a pond and the local woodland. Friday evening we had a great time jamming with a number of people, Tom on a Dobro, Seth on guitar, Roxanne on double bass, Wendy on banjo, Betty on guitar, and some others who drifted in and out of the circle.
Saturday saw us rise nice and early, mostly because the people in the trailer next door woke us up with their noise, oh and by the way they had also kept us awake until 3.00 with their jam session (not too much fun there). Oh and by the way as a piece of anachronistic literacy, they also kept us awake until 2.00 on Saturday night drinkin and laughin and playin and havin fun. The people next door were the original backwoods boys who were called Bob-Billy and just lived to play bluegrass, drove pickups, drank beer and had girl friends called Ellie-May. You might have called them Hill Billies, except there are no hills in this part of Florida, and Flat Billies just doesn’t sound right. The trouble is, though that they were absolutely brilliant bluegrass players, and they were the number one band for the Saturday concert (perhaps they were Top Billies). On Saturday night Sally stood it until about 12.00 and then wnt out and suggested they be quiet, they said ‘no’. Sally didn’t get too angry, but they didn’t shut up either. Meanwhile Ron and Carol and I were hiding under the bed clothes (respective beds), because we had seen the film ‘Deliverance’ and knew better. (actually, I had seen the trailer for Straw Dogs and was even more worried) (Carol also wore a high necked collar all the next day, because here second favourite film is Dracula). I am digressing here, slightly, because I have written this on Friday night and that didn’t happen until Saturday night. (I did say it was anachronistic literacy). Any way we had a good time.
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