Todstock and Tequila Breakfasts
So who knew that Todmorden had a festival.
Actually, every Hick Town1 has a festival nowadays, so it’s not really big news. But we had to investigate…
Given the grand idea to meet in Wetherspoons for a fry-up at 8am, which then degenerated to tequilas well before the sun had crossed over the yard-arm, this is really just an account of a bit of drunken revelry disguised as culture.
Given that it lashed it down, I think being very drunk could only be a bonus.
Nonetheless, a good time was had by all.
- I am in no way insinuating that Todmorden is a Hick Town, by the way. I actually quite like it. Interesting though it is (and very interesting that is indeed on a sunny bank holiday). Somewhat less “all fur coat and no knickers” than Hebden Bridge, at least. ↩︎