This Festival is held every year in the Yorkshire Dales, and I never even knew about it until early this summer! So here I am in Wensleydale, home of Wallace’s favourite cheese, ready to leave early for Bolton Castle tomorrow. I have brought my violin, my recorders and my gittern (mediæval stringed instrument, rather like an early guitar). I’ve signed up for a few workshops, including a string workshop and a male voice choir! Should be good, but I’ll let you know….
It was really fun, and I learnt a lot. Especially good was singing a requiem mass in plainchant to commemorate the death of William Marshal in 1219.