This was the third time we have danced at Sparsholt College's Countryside Day, so that is clearly enough for the event to become an immutable Tradition.

This year was somewhat chilly, which was a particular shock to those of us who had only arrived back home from Athens less than 12 hours previously. (But we still turned up and danced, despite not even having gone home in the meantime, to see our starving cats etc. I think is devotion so much above and beyond the call of duty that some reward is required... Oh, hello, nice Mr Bagman...)

We danced here and there and hither and thither. We also performed our Mummers' Play. The first year we did this, we did it inside in the cafe, because of the rain. St George came this close to beheading some more member of the public. Last year we performed outside the beer tent, on a slope. This year, we performed outside the potting shed.

I had planned to take lots and lots of pictures, so I could fill the website with lovely images of us in all our glory, but my memory card got full up after only 3, since it also had all my holiday pictures on it. Oh well... Nearly all the pictures in the "dances" section are from last year's Sparsholt, so you can get the picture from that.