I should say from the start that I’m no great fan of folk music and all the folky stuff that goes with it, but there is no doubt that folky folk know how to enjoy themselves as we witnesses yesterday at Shepley Spring Festival.
Shepley is a small village about a 45 minutes drive across the border in Yorkshire and the idea of a Sunday out came from Mrs P’s pal Lesley.
The event is held on the grounds of Shepley Cricket Club and the show ground is surrounded by a mix of marquees selling all sorts of things from incense and stuffed vine leaves to hand knitted ponchos and an energising massage, but at its centre is a flat wooden stage where the fun happens.
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