despite the odds...
The rain held off until this evening. Everything aches and I can't think straight. It was a wonderful weekend -- full of singing and assorted musicking, insane Morris dancers (some of whom danced an extra hour before heading off to the pub -- highly unusual behavior, I assure you), and tales of derring-do. I may well go to the London, Ontario Ale in June.
More on next rock.
More on next rock.