It's a G, then a C, then an F....
De-lurks, first post etc... so be kind, please. OK.

Woo. Two QOTWs in one Festivals & TV.

As a long-haired folky hippy, you'll find me on the first week of August in the quaint Devon town of Sidmouth for the folk festival. First off, a weekend just isn't long enough for a festival. YOu need a week: long enough to get drunk for a couple of days, have a day off ("Sidmouth Wednesday syndrome") and then get back into the swing for the last couple of days.

A couple of years ago, owing to constrained finances and a lack of organisation on my part (coupled with a reluctance to spend another week camping at the side of the road, under threat of being moved on by Devon council) I decided against going, but come Wednesday I found myself sitting at my desk* thinking 'this is all wrong' and immediately booked the following two days as leave and headed for the West Country.

Now my rule for Sidmouth is that I don't see any gigs (in eight years I've been going I've seen about 3) and I spend all the time in one pub or another with my guitar with my fiddle/flute/banjo/melodeon playing friends. So come the Friday we're all sitting in the pub on the sea-front when in walks a bloke with a large tripod and big sod-off camera which he proceeds to set up right next to me. The BBC logo on the side caught everyone's attention and we all started really concentrating on playing nicely and in time (unlike the rest of the day).

Fast forward a couple of weeks and BBC4 is showing "50 Years of Sidmouth Folk" and there, halfway through is a shot of my fiddler mate's large nose filling the screen (just ready for widescreen) followed by the back of my guitar and my left ear.

Lucky for me you can't hear my mate calling every chord change to me so's I don't look a prat on TV. Kind soul he is.

Length? About 45 seconds.

GoodLord

*at a certain car parts warehouse in the Midlands with which I know Pooflake is acquainted
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