Aided and abetted by Wolvercote Morris, we snuck out of Oxford on Thursday and into Eynsham. The Swan Hotel, to be precise.
We came equipped with a special guest star. Veronica, Squire of Sydney’s very own Black Joak Morris.
We passed a relaxing evening of turn and turn about.
The Swan has a nice stone wall in the back yard. Emma’s not one to let a good clogging surface pass her by, even if it presents challenges.
We’re past midsummer, so the evenings don’t last quite as long as they did.
And not to be out done, Veronica thought she’d try the wall as well.
After that, inside for some music.