Wimborne Folk Festival
A suitably eccentric way to spend a sunday.
Mooching around to the sounds of Morris Dancers, accordians and fiddlers a plenty accompanied by tapping and clacking of dancing feet… surrounded by a deliciously tempting array of home made fudge… real ice-cream and new forest sausages… baked in glorious sunshine and complemented by a refreshing pint of cider or two…
Highlights being the “giant dude” (I’m sure he has a real name), the scary morris dancers and the last band we saw. (all pictured below)