Imagine you are driving in far rural Midwales. Narrow, hedge lined roads with barely enough room for two cars to pass in the wide spots. You come around a curve to the top of a hill.
You reach a cross roads, you find a group of mad men, in tatters, brandishing sticks.
Women with hankies frolicking. Ignoring the threat of rain.
The Bettwys Triangle Art and Music with The Shropshire Bedlams and Martha Rhoden's Tuppenny Dish. What can you do, but park and watch .
The rain held off until the last crack of the sticks then it poured.
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