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From The Sunday Times ..
The joy of CepsHeaven is a brisk autumn walk and a basket of musrooms I went to a Michaelmas fair in Shropshire a few weeks back. Among the various and splendid attractions — bhangra dancers, a lantern-light procession, a parade of vintage tractors — was a punk-folk band called Mama Matrix, romping their way through an energetic set on the market square. One song in particular caught my attention: a jaunty, morris-man parody entitled Gather Ye Mushrooms While Ye May. I don't think chanterelles and blewits were quite what they had in mind, but, even so, it was a reminder that, at this time of year, the hills are alive with foraying fungus-seekers.
Thats right folkies, next week we'll be playing Ballaks to the Queen, Hoooplaaaa!
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