Saturday, we awoke to pouring rain!  All the same, we went to “Wake up singing”, which pretty much did what it said on the tin.  After a couple more talks, we found the pub – the Jesus Arms – where I discovered that they were serving a cask stout.

Before lunch we attended a laughter workshop, which I enjoyed but I think it left Lucy rather nonplussed.

There was an art walk, which finished at Boughton House, whose grounds the festival was in.  Some of the art was interesting.  The view back towards the site was pleasant, but I didn’t think to photograph the house.

With some trepidation, we went to “Queer and Hymns” at the Hope and Anchor, which had been rebuilt by then.  It turned out to be a telling of the story of Ruth in words and song, and was my highlight of the whole event!

In the evening, we attended the Tenebrae service, which was very moving.  Toyed with the idea of another beer, but decided to be sensible…