Itâ€™s Wednesday, Humpday, Wodenâ€™s Dayâ€“the day on which we gather a team of horses and our six strongest men and lift the massive rock beneath which Bill Watkins slumbers. We pound the dust off him, pour a few Guinness in the tank, arm him with musical instruments, and turn him and numerous friends loose for the Old Mollyâ€™s Folk Jam.Itâ€™s a weekly tradition here and it goes back years for this informal troop. Theyâ€™ll settle down up front in the bar and provide the eveningâ€™s tunes. Great fun to accompany your meal, drink and laughter.
Oh, my! Cooker John will be in the pub on Thursday night. Very cool music, indeed.
CAUGHT ON THE WEB
* The night wanderings of a Dorset cat have garnered media attention, namely because the cat demands to be picked up each morning by its owner. And I mean picked up by car. At a particular stop.
* Speaking of pets, an Indian man married a dog. Seriously.