Our dances are sometimes traditional, sometimes definitely not.
We really admire those sides who preserve the integrity of the tradition. Hats off to you.
But we're really just a bunch of Morris fans who like to have fun. Our first incarnation was definitely Border, as you can see, and the dances now continue to have Border style and steps, mood and that anarchic family feel to them which we like so much.
We also do a Molly or two - more or less correctly by the way - and a corrupted Cotswold dance which we daren't name in case the Morris Police come with truncheons and hankies. Hovering in the background are the Shiptonthorpe Longsword Dance (don't bother searching for its ancient roots) and Old Mother Shipton's Strawberry Banquet (ditto).
The current short list includes: Rock of Chester; The Hunters Moan; Tame Bells for 8; Tame Bells for 4 and two standards, the Molly Birds-a-Building and the Borderesque Cuckoo's Nest.
We can sing a pretty fine Fathom The Bowl and Rolling Home. Actually, some people can sing a pretty fine anything-they-put-their-minds-to and play along like demons too. Mostly the musical choices are shaped by our fathomless mine of alternatives generated by sauvignon blanc.
We're concentrating on shaping our own dances now, but we tend to spend longer thinking up silly titles than actually doing anything.
The cat sequence uses Willie o Winsbury followed by authentic Lion Dance drum rhythms and moves and general din.
Current silly titles include Born To Drink Mild; and Hello Molly. We're still debating the dances to go with them but the tunes are no problem.