Last year 6 Hageneth men danced at Ely Folk Festival. It was a pretty close thing. Minutes before we were due to dance we only had 5 men and no musician. A sixth man arrived in time and we borrowed musicians from Bury Fair and Coton. Our musician arrived in time for the second dance.
This year Hageneth did not have a side but Gill’s side, Haughley Hoofers, were booked to dance at Ely on the Sunday and Gill and I decided to camp for the weekend.
It’s a great festival site at the sports ground; there’s plenty of room for tents and campervans all within 3 minutes walk of the main festival site. There is also a regular and fairly frequent shuttle-bus into town provided by an alternating mix of large mini-buses and a double-decker bus. The shuttle-bus system usually works well in both directions but occasionally there is a frustrating delay, sometimes when a side is due to appear at the festival dance stage. The priority is to get all sides into the City centre on Saturday morning for the impressive parade of the festival dance sides which makes its noisy and colourful way from Ely Cathedral through the centre of the City, around the market square and back to the cathedral.