BIF…

…A backblip owing to attending another concert after the one pictured (which was exceptionally wonderful).
The Festival Days can be a bit of a blur if you immerse yourself. (Which we rarely do but today was an exception, there were fabulous entertainments on offer).

I ended the day with a slight mishap.
The seat I sat upon at the final concert gave way beneath me (and FYI I have lost weight recently!). This meant I lurched somewhat spectacularly, into the aisle beside me. No warning was given of the said launch, so I found the floor pretty surprising.
But in the manner of a true Brit I clambered back onto my wobbly seat insisting all was fine (as if falling off seats is a matter of course in my daily life and my own furniture incompetence fails me all the time). Actually I tweaked a slightly dodgy back, and somehow (don’t ask me, I thought I was politely clapping in a seat) hurt my fingers too (?).
I’m probably exaggerating… But of all the seats in all the theatres in all the towns… ?!