I was feeling well enough to head out to Danelaw yesterday at about 11. I unloaded into the little single-bed cabin behind the hall, changed clothes, and schmoozed for a few hours. Then Mariona and I taught a small dance class, which went pretty well. Court was mostly awesome, with old friends getting well deserved awards, and only a tad melancholy as Their Excellencies Bryn Madoc announced that they would be stepping down while things were on a positive note. The feast was tasty and well run, especially for a first time head cook with recalcitrant ovens, and the young faces in the kitchen crew reminded me of the way things were back in my college days.
After feast I attended the beginning of the memorial
symbel for Master Dylan, then excused myself to start the revel. Dancing was energetic and fun, if not massively attended. I was very pleased to see a number of new faces with a lot of talent. Hopefully I'll see them out dancing again soon. I crashed a little before midnight (I think), woke up around 5, packed up and drove home to finish sleeping under the electric blanket. All in all, a good event.