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Here's a first, my first blog from outside the UK, New Zealand to be precise, it's 6.30 in the morning and I can't sleep, jet lag?, nah, I'm always like this.
We were at the Derby Beer festival on Friday 25th, which went well, can't fail really can we? a room full of pissed up drinkers of, mainly, about the right age, with us in full sing a long mode.Had a bit of trouble getting home though, I lost my car keys a few days ago along with my only key fob, which meant to start my car I have to insert a code via my door lock and wait 5 minutes for the imobiliser to disengage, now I don't know whether it was Wendy Verbette getting in the car half way through me putting the code in, or the 2 jugs of free beer the band got afterthe gig, but would it start, no, 40 minutes we sat there in the car park trying tthe code over and over again, 3 attempts, wait 10 minutes, try again, we'd just resigned ourselves to getting a taxi, with the imobiliser light still flashing, a desperate last turn of the key, incredulous relief all round as the engine burst into life, first job when I get home is to get a new key fob. Second gig of the 'weekend' was the 'regular live music on a Monday night at the Half Crown' gig, where it had been a bit quiet of late apparently, but our Long Eaton contingent turned out in force, and a good night was had by all, there's a worrying trend developing though, started at the beer festival by Lee Cooper who managed to steal a couple of yellow plastic ducks from a stall, which were thrown at us during A Ploy Named Sue when we shout 'duck', they appeared again at the Half Crown, if this carries on I'm going to have learn to play the right notes while avoiding low flying ducks.See you all at the Greyhound, ducks, March 26th, sould be a good one.
