It’s been a while since we went to a ceilidh so when Judith
mentioned a pre-Christmas shindig in Cockermouth, we set the TV to record the Strictly
final and dug out our dancing shoes. Our journey across to Great Broughton was atrocious,
with rain turning the roads into rivers. But, despite the localised power cut at Judith’s
home, we still enjoyed a delicious candlelit meal before heading out to the
Kirkgate and a fun filled, energetic evening of dancing. We galloped, promenaded and stripped a few
willows before time was called and we returned home, thankfully, in much drier
conditions
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