Saturday was spent at Warkworth Castle as no.4 had another dance display.
So I drugged myself up (in order to get there without puking) and off we went.
Warkworth is the most beautiful setting to be dancing in, just look at the ruins in the background.
It was the Warkworth Flower festival on Saturday, so there were lots of tents with local produce and homemade items on display. My favourite tent was the handmade goods where I found 2 lovely ladies demonstrating spinning. I chatted to them for a good half an hour. They were producing yarn from fleece and silk. It was amazing to watch and I'm keen to have a go now, something else to take all my hard earned pennies away.
By Saturday evening I was completely worn out and not feeling too good (side effect of the drugs!) and the rain had returned so I curled up in my chair to complete my cowboy...more of him to follow.