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I wake up and it’s Tuesday already. Where did the time go? Must I go back to reality? Can’t I stay in the Cerbyd bubble forever? I idly prepare breakfast and warm drinks as Cerbyd slowly stir. Melancholy campers begin […]
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There is a lot of improvisation with the cooking this evening and a real emphasis on the fast as we’re running late. Ben decides to get everybody’s shoes out and start taking photos of them just before the rain descends. […]
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I am certainly not someone who claims to hate Mondays but if I were then Mondays, that fall within Cerbyd time would have to be renamed. They could be Cerbydays instead if it did not sound so unimaginative. The light […]
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(Tom as narrator) We set off down winding roads and I am aware that very soon we will have to go back to normality. In fact, it will be sooner than the group think, as I’ve arranged for Mike & […]
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Sunday morning and that familiar routine. We have beans on toast for breakfast and pack down. In under twenty minutes the van is packed and we are on our way again. This time we’re off to Llandrindod Wells for a […]
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After checking all four hives, eliminating the odd wasp and the inspection is complete. We move away from the wasps and remove our stylish white bee suits. Unknown to us the BBQ was cooking and under the marquee there is […]
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While setting up camp typically, I miss a call. The answer phone message is somewhat surprising, I’m asked to ring a number, I do, echoing down the phone is a Liverpool accent. I make no sense of it at first […]
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(Brian as narrator) Saturday It’s early, very early, or at least it seems that way being the morning after the night before. The George Formby night was a great chance for the artists to get to know one other in […]
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A beautiful spot and I thank Morag Colquhoun for recommending this rural idyll. Brian and I like less curvy & aesthetically pleasing Nigella Lawsons get the dinner on a mild curry with peas, pineapple, tomatoes, olives and a sprinkling of […]
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It’s Friday and the Cerbyd ladies have that Friday feeling belting out a storming rendition of Aretha Franklin’s Respect as we travel behind a bin lorry on the winding B4366. The winding roads eventually lead us to the home of […]
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We feel completely lost without Christine and to think I was worried about the way the group might react to a ‘outsider’ hitching a ride then getting off. We are quite lost without her directions too and find it difficult […]
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I wake on my back staring at the canvas. It feels far too early but I can’t get back to sleep. I try to read for a while, drawn to Brian’s snoring I consider various elaborate ways of waking him. […]