I'm looking forward to tomorrow evening, Saturday 14th October, when Mice in a Matchbox will be performing trad and contemporary folk music at the Globe. It starts at 8pm, and costs £7 to get in.
This is a duo who occasionally sing at the Baskerville acoustic evenings on Wednesdays - when they're not sailing round the Caribbean! Fortunately, their little yacht was out of the path of the recent hurricanes, so escaped any harm.
I don't see anything I want to go to see at the Globe for months and then two interesting things come along at once - because the following week, at 7.30pm on Saturday 21st October, is The Dancing Floor. A little while ago, there were plans to make a film called The Dancing Floor, based on myths from the Mabinogion, and this evening seems to have come out of that work. It's billed as "original creative work exploring the otherworld and meeting the ancient gods in an extraordinary creation myth dance, constructed from clues in the Mabinogion."
Last week, at Baskerville Hall, it was music by candlelight! The power had flickered a few times earlier in the evening in Hay, but when we got to Baskerville Hall, only the emergency lighting was on. Still, you can't stop acoustic musicians that easily, and with a scatter of tea lights and tall candles on the tables, we were good to go. It's surprising how many people habitually carry a torch! The only down side was a lack of chips at 9pm, because there was no power in the kitchen - but bowls of crisps were provided. And any drinks that needed an electric pump to get to the bar were unavailable. There was a cheer when the lights came on again at around 9pm.
This was the evening that Lesley with the ukulele had decided to bring two handicapped ladies from where she works, because she thought they might enjoy it. One of the ladies was singing along and shaking one of those sticks with bells on as percussion accompaniment, and seemed to be having a great time. The other lady was more seriously disabled, and had to be strapped into her wheelchair so she didn't fall out, but I think she got something good out of the evening too. And Bob, who organises the evenings, always makes everyone feel welcome.
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This is 2017! It is many years since we thankfully stopped using the awful term: handicapped.
Handicapped!!!
I'm sorry - I thought that was an acceptable word. I know it's a linguistic minefield, but I was trying to indicate that the ladies were in wheelchairs, and I did not ask what the nature of their disabilities were.
The main thing is that they were welcomed, and they had a good time. I hope they'll be brought to an acoustic evening again.
The ladies were disabled. I'm glad to hear that they enjoyed themselves & would be welcome again :)
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