09.08.07

should have been Tallington last weekend so three quarters of the band went to Skegness for the weekend which reminded me why I hadn't been for 20 years, flat featureless and crowded and that brown sea even with the sun out. Singer boy who is a twitcher dragged us round the bird sanctuary pointing out the names of all the birds with the aid of his telescope, no sniggering at the back, that's the thing you look through to make things nearer, anyway, am I bovvered? the morning wasn't a complete waste as Wendy Verbett heard a familier sound from her days in the land army and we all saw a spitfire flying overhead, err that's the wartime plane not a species of bird. Got pissed and spent the evening trying to ruin a sort of Elvis look a like's act at the Liberal Social club, by singing along, Singer boy was as loud as him without a mic, don't kow why we bothered about the PA packing up at the Shovel, we obviously don't need one. Spent sunday going round Igoldmells market, how punk rock is that? I soon lost the will to live in spite of a roller coaster ride and left for home at 1 o' Clock.Practise went well until we decided to do some old VW songs for the Derby gig and got them all wrong it's all very worrying.