Thanks to everyone who came to Powsowdie! Baking and music at @HeronMill We warmed-up our bodies and voices with egg stretches, polished our eggs whilst reminiscing stories from childhood, created a song, ate Easter breads, soup & sweets & tapped wooden spoons singing folk tunes.
Our song ‘Easter Memories’
In 62 to Westmorland we came,
In duck farm lane, we lived through the war,
Dad got a sugar egg, mum played pop,
Two —dolls, stood at the church door.
An ostrich laid a golden egg, and kindly, kindly he did beg,
To be drilled both ends like an African egg,
drilled both ends like an African egg,
Westmorland, Westmorland,
We looked for a hill, far and wide,
Westmorland, Westmorland,
to roll our eggs, down the side.
Tuning In 