Another well-established date in the Havoc calendar is a Boxing Day danceout at the Seacourt. Usually we dance outside, but the weather this year was, well, a bit mucky.
So we retreated inside. Space was a little limited.
Hankies fly in a confined space.
Now, is there ceiling clearance for sticks?
Rather crowded here. What happens if we try sticks?
Only just was the answer.
We do have one dance, Shave the Donkey, that requires a lot of space for much leaping about? Could we do it inside with no casualties?
Doing Shave The Donkey with no room is very silly. Looks like we made it to the end.
Yes, but you can see the relief.
We danced for about 40 minutes, and then settled down to lunch and some music.
Kazoo time. What are these two doing?
All right, that’s enough mucking about.
Let’s get some music in.
Mick and his fearsome weapon.
A whistle and a nyckelharper.
One of Santa’s Little Helpers, and hat.
A Happy Christmas and Merry New Year to all.