Celtic Shambles… groupie part 2

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Lois Elsden

It was another of those moments of serendipity which created one of the greatest Celtic music legends of… the small Somerset village of Uphill.

My children were young and I was at home with them when late one evening my husband Bari sauntered the couple of hundred yards to our pub, the Dolphin. I wasn’t worried when he didn’t return at closing time as expected, guessing he was standing outside the pub chatting to friends, maybe having sampled a couple of extra pints…

He arrived home when I was in bed and he was very smiley and excited and not the littlest bit tipsy. He had gone to the pub and found an abandoned drum kit and a couple of blokes with guitars. As a drummer he couldn’t resist asking if he could have a little play… and the rest as they say… was the start of Uphill’s own Celtic…

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