This was one of those evenings when we acted as the guests of another side. Bury Fair, the very popular and proficient side from (surprise, surprise) Bury St Edmunds had invited us to join them at the Hartest Crown.
The car park is a good dancing surface, and is close by the ancient church, and fringed by stately trees.
As hosts, Bury Fair take pride of place here.
The Haverhill Harlots were their usual ebullient selves. Here they are seen dancing "Whiteladies Aston":
They were accompanied as always by Good Old Uncle Pete Isaacs.
It was interesting to note that most of the audience were associated in one way or another with the three sides; among those watching were the wife and oldest daughter of yours truly.
On a final note of etiquette, I include these pictures of Peter Ford, taken after the beginning of the dance, just to humiliate him by showing just how late he was at belling-up.