A cold and starry night and we did follow the leader south over the frozen ground, across the little stream and up to the railway line before going into the sheltered quarry. To the remains of a little hut and we sat on what was left of the walls. A great feast then took place with mulled wine, cheeses, sausage rolls and mince pies. The voices did then sing, accompanied by the man with the organ. Eventually, we all got cold and the singing came to an end. We left the quarry and wandered over to King Tor before returning across the stream and the frozen ground.