THE NEWslETTER OF TIGERFOLK
Important news regarding our September night.
As the upstairs room at the Stumble Inn, Long Eaton is being refurbished it will not be available for our Welcome Back Sing on Sunday 2nd September. However we have secured another venue for that one night only and we will meet in The Red Lion, Main Street, Kegworth instead.
We do not know at this stage what shape or form the work in the upstairs room is taking and how it will affect the club in the forthcoming months. A bit of heating would not come amiss during the winter and maybe a different lighting configuration? Maybe a bit of soundproofing to dampen down the quiz on a Sunday night or a few more chairs and tables? Hopefully not wall to wall carpet or a link to the downstairs juke box. October night is already highly exciting!!
As for the Red Lion some of the old hands might remember back to the eighties when Kegworth folk club moved there from The Oddfellows Arms (now demolished). It was a bold move as The Oddies used to get full most nights but then again the room was so tiny that a dozen people would make a respectable crowd. However after a few weeks sounding the place out we began attracting locals and outlying folkies alike and some very good nights ensued with resident band The Oddfellows, Dave Knight, Barbara Winch, Geoff and Kath Squire and your editor running the night. We had some top guests including Martin Carthy and John Kirkpatrick, Dick Gaughan, Vin Garbutt, Dave Burland, Tony Rose, Roy Harris, Bobby Eaglesham and Nic Jones.
Once again the upstairs room could be a bit brass monkeys on a winter night, especially if someone had left the door at the bottom of the stairs open, but for this night we are in one of the downstairs rooms. The pub is respected around Kegworth and district for its quality and variety of beers and I recall many a mellow, pre-driving license night spent in there on a Thursday!
Kegworth road works are settling down a bit now after the mayhem earlier this year; however if you are coming from Nottingham on M1 look out for the new slip road onto J24 and the middle lane takes you straight into Kegworth. Should you inadvertently take the first exit (to A453) you will be able to filter into the Kegworth lane as the roads meet just before the roundabout.
Hope to see plenty of you there on 2nd September
SUNDAY 1st JULY 2018
MOIRA CRAIG & MALCOLM AUSTIN
It’s that time of the year when lots of people are, or have been, travelling in holiday mode, that includes the Residents and it reflected in the songs and stories covering England, Ireland and Scotland, (Wales comes later!)
We were guaranteed a good night of song and very interesting information in the company of Moira Craig and Malcolm Austin. We see Moira often in other collaborations but it was a specific request when the booking was arranged (by JB) that we wanted Moira and Malcolm and what a great decision that was. The taster spot covered a contrary woman after his gold, a song learnt because it had the names of Moira’s nephews in it, and sausages. It was going to be a very varied evening!!
Floor spots from Paul Mansfield, Steve Parry (that’s where the Welsh bit comes in), Ed Butler and Bill Wilkes covered bad luck, two charming ladies and oysters with hearing difficulties (don’t ask!). I’m trying hard not to get too effusive but M & M’s second set continued very much in that vein. They covered song collector Hector McNeill, the lasses in Glen Shee, a chair factory in High Wycombe, Napoleonic transplant surgery, the poor singing to earn a crust, finding true love at evening classes and Mary dreaming of her love lost at sea, but then something I dread – a woman’s chores. I just wish I’d thought of it before, do all chores to the theme tune from Housewife’s Choice, and all will be well with the world.
The third half carried on in similar vein beautifully, Sam Stephens, Lyn Cooper and Karen Harris covered bonny bells, adultery and execution. M&M continued with coal mining in Kent, lurking in libraries, poaching, searching for lambs checking diaries and Moira’s Mum’s nonsense song. I’m sure some of you have heard JB and daughter Sarah on the ‘Manch’ over the years but how about ‘On the Munch’, Malcolm’s parody, sort of approved by Keith Marsden. But the best was yet to come, yes there is more. What do you do with the eight legs of an Octopus, ask Malcolm!
The only downside was the evening should have lasted another hour at least.
They excelled themselves for the encore with musical accompaniment. Well actually it was a wooden toy with chickens to accompany ‘All the little chickens in the garden’, you need to see it to appreciate the skill required. Musicians will be flocking to get their hands on it.
There was much to enjoy that evening and another good thing is that M&M didn’t take a fee, all the door sales and donations go to charities, the British Heart Foundation and Dementia UK.
The whole evening was a combination of great songs sung in that lovely clear voice of Moira’s and Malcolm’s witty, informative repartee. If you missed it do try and catch up with them ‘Somewhere along the road’, you are guaranteed a great evening.
It was a beautiful late spring/early summer day and a group of us were waiting for a lunch after a very pleasant walk. The conversation got round to the rise in popularity of afternoon sings. You know what’s coming, “Why don’t we look at starting one?” One, Pete Burnham by name, either volunteered or was volunteered to suss out a venue. Visions of back rooms of pubs with a good food and beer came and went as we awaited the findings of our diligent scout. White smoke was sighted and a venue declared; it would be St. Josephs Tearoom sighted in the grounds of Mount St. Bernard Abbey up on the beautiful Charnwood Forest. Well, it wasn’t quite what I certainly had in mind but credit due to Pete, it has turned out to be a lovely venue with good wholesome homemade food and helpful friendly staff
When we arrived for the first sing the building was one that I remembered from a few years ago for in one of its previous incarnations it was The Belfry. Now back in the day when I danced with Leicester Morris men it was our proud boast, or one of them, that the side had danced in every city, town, village, hamlet and at many hostelries that stood proud in splendid isolation on back roads in the shire. The Belfry fell into the latter category and it was with fond memories that I crossed the threshold. To my surprise in the entrance hall was a memory tree with many luggage labels tied to it with people's recollections of the place and over the years the number of labels has grown, which is as it should be.
Now over the past year there have been rumours of what was happening up at the abbey; the milking herd and the bees were going but beer was coming in. As time went by changes were made and in June the abbot, Dom Erik Varden and Brother Michael presented Tynt Meadow to the world. Now Mount St Bernard Abbey is a Cistercian monastery and the monks are of the strict Trappist order. A few of us have had the privilege of performing for them last December and a jovial group of chaps they were and were more than willing to tell us about their tastings of the new beer. The beer aficionados amongst you will be well aware of Trappist beers but for those with lesser knowledge of these things let me explain; Trappist beer must be brewed within the walls of the monastery either by the monks or under their supervision and must be secondary to their way of life. It must be non-profit making with all proceeds going to the upkeep of the monastery and the monks. If there is any money left it must go to charity. The beer is normally bottled conditioned, that is to say, that a secondary fermentation takes place in the bottle, hence there is sediment in the bottle, so be careful when you pour it. Invariably these beers are very strong around 7% -9% ABV and packed full of flavour, so be careful when you drink it! Currently there are only 11 monasteries, worldwide, brewing beer that can be sold as ATP (Authentic Trappist Product), but once Mount St Bernard Abbey receives its accreditation, it will join this illustrious group. The beer is called Tynt Meadow because in1835 it was in lowly cottage in this field that the brothers founded their monastery. It is now an extension of the monastic enclosure.
There is an oft times quoted expression; “What goes around, comes around” and it looks like the Belfry/St Joseph's tearoom has almost come full circle. I say almost as Tynt Meadow, with an ABV of 7.4”, as I understand it, is available from the Abbey shop but not in the tearoom. A number of local pubs are or will be stocking it but, as you can imagine, it is in demand as it is the only Trappist beer brewed in England and is the only one brewed here since the Reformation.
DON'T FORGET - SEE YOU AT THE RED LION KEGWORTH ON 2nd SEPTEMBER