Jan 9th a wet and windy start to the year at Hogacre in Oxford – in black trousers and wellies we helped bless the trees to help ensure a good harvest
Mind you the draw of soup and mulled cider may have accounted for our lack of enthusiasm re going out side to dance!
Barbara was keen to tell Lesley how big the one that got way was!!
A dry unseasonably warm December day sees Havocs last outing of the year at our new home base.
Next year’s dance outs starting on the second Saturday of the year – so much for a winter break!
Market square – Bluebells and our bold musicians 
Main stage dance area – Jenny Lind
Who got the joke? – Lesley certainly! 
from Abingdon Herald
Havocs cause Havoc before ale drinking – photos of after are censured!
The ‘bag’ decides she needs to g
o and let the chickens out – mid dance!
Our bold musicians 
How to take a photo mid Bluebells – whoops! – and at the same time attract ‘the look’ – from the squire!
A wonderful rural scene – red sky at night and harvesting going on in fields near by and a delightful evening with Ridgeway clog and a return visit of Emily!
Having spied us and been lured to the siren like sounds of Havocs in action last year, Emily was waiting for us and gamely joined us in three dances – to think it took me 2 years to master donkey shaving!!!
Emily also showed herself to be a mistress of the egg shaker – thank goodness for the next generation – maybe some of us will be able to retire soon – especially if we have to dance every dance in the evening!!
Dance out at the Coronation Chicken – 8 Bells at Eaton – with good friends Old Speckled Hen!
A delightful warm summer evening at a delightful pub, with delightful guests.
A great weekend – Friday night at the Harp pub Glasbury – a good meal and great session with hosts Foxwhelp.
Saturday morning started at a local residential home – risking losing members to the day room!
All escaped and danced at Hay Castle – great crowd – great backdrop.
Thence on to the pub – where we ended with a 4 side Litchfield – Vandals!
After a dance at the Boat pub we ended up at the toll bridge – with Leominster showing off their jackets and Lesley showing off her flowing locks!!
The weekend ended with a splendid Ceilidh at Glasbury, an early night for Nigel and a later night for everyone else. Overnight sleep was fitful – what with the rain on the tent, sheep bleating and snoring! – but a good time was had by all.
Dance out with Ducklington – an idyllic summer evening by the river – maybe our last at the Punter.
