Clun Green Man Day

We left Wales on Thursday in order that we might be somewhere quiet for the bank holiday weekend and ended up in Shropshire once more. For the first few days we had no phone signal, no Internet and the best brook trout fishing that I have ever experienced, but that is another story. We had been told that the Clun "Green Man Festival" was a good day out and so, on Monday, that is where we went. First of all, I would like to thank my friend Chris for telling us to go along, it was a brilliant day and somewhere we would not have gone had it not been highly recommended. On the left you can see the two main characters of the day that everyone turned out to see. I think that they were photographed more than any party leader on a political crusade but here (on the right) is one of them just to try and redress the balance. Visitors were kept constantly entertained by various re-enactments, fire eating, folk music and maypole dancing etc. The guy on the left looks like he had just been evicted from the round table and he could have used a good dose of light machine oil for his knees, he was certainly not about to sneak up on anyone. The atmosphere was excellent, with most people really entering into the spirit of the day. The entire day was overseen by the guy below, who, for some reason, seemed to have a phobia of small boys running around with hand saws. Our thanks to the organisers and the people of Clun for a first class day.