Hodmadoddery came together (and usually fell apart shortly afterwards) in a residency at a notorious local cider house here in Bath. This was sometime in the late 1980s. By the early ‘90s we were actually getting quite good, the positive effects of switching to wine on the European Street Festival circuit. Nowadays we don’t run around Europe quite as much as we used to, but that has allowed us to get some practice in; through dubious backstairs deals, we have since clocked up 15-odd innings at Glastonbury. By dint of following our own furrow, we don’t any more sound like anyone else (except when we want to) and make a set of folk circuit standards, trad numbers, and the odd random who’d-ha’-thought-it sound like they belong together and can even be ours (or even yours) for the duration.