While 'the font' headed towards the lecture I went to the beer tent. That age old line "you go ahead darling and get a seat near the front I'll be with you in a moment " never fails. As it turned out I'd have been better going to the lecture on asiatic hornets. The biological beer tasted very biological. It was flat, alarmingly opaque and had an aroma of soap, or worse. Unlike most beers it didn't improve the more you tried.
On leaving the lecture tent 'the font' was immediately able to pinpoint my whereabouts by the raised voices ( well raised voice - I couldn't manage to get a word in edgeways ) and the crowd that had gathered round to watch the show. As we scurried back to the car, obscenties following us, I did my best to explain why I was speaking Swedish to a bizarre , acerbic, emotionally charged woman in a calico shroud . 'The font' gave me that look as if to say ' I only left you alone for thirty minutes'. What earthly reason can there be for not wanting to have your hat stall photographed ? Perhaps people steal her designs ? Anyway,what is an organic hat ? Why get so het up ?