Night Time Blues

Well here I am sitting in an office on the 3rd Floor at Rathbone Place. It's 1.15AM and I can still hear the drunken crowds of revellers in the streets outside. I'm doing a one off night shift for my revisions project (job cutting) all it involves is counting the numbers of workers in specific work areas every 10 minutes throughout the night! That's so exciting man ...

Can't wait to get down to the Star and Garter for the Friday night blues & Folk & comedy revue with good ol' Steve & Kelvin..

I went to folkmob last night. Fairly quiet night as a lot of people are away on holiday at this time of the year. Pete The Hat's son Gavin gave a superb performance of two West End musical numbers. There was also some stunning guitar playing from young Darragh and young Chris. The lager tasted exremely good and was lovely and cold, just right for this hot weather!

Plop

Well I didn't last long on the wagon - 4 days! This is because I just had to go to the British Oak last night, it was calling me "Come, come, come to the folk club, come to the folk club Theresa's there!" like that old Black Widow record! It was a rather quiet night, but we still had fun. It was good to see Neil Clasper playing some tasty lead guitar with Matt & Jerry. I even managed to do 3 songs myself, all Dylan stuff - Positvely 4th Street, One More Cup Of Coffee & Lay Lady Lay. I think I must be after Fred Dylan's job! Good to see Theresa & Fran out. Thanks for the lift home Big T! Pete The Hat was there with his son Gavin, very nice young bloke who promises to learn the guitar and perform before his next visit all the way from St Albans. I thinks I will have to go to folkmob tonight - but that will mean drinking, could it be physically possible for me to go there, go up to the bar, say "good evening Fran, would you be kind enough to pour me a slimline tonic with ice and a slice?" ... Ooooh that will be hard work, especially when all my chums are sitting back, swilling gallons of fine english ale and litres of the coolest golden lager, right there in front of me while I stand with this stupid little glass of watery plop in my hand. Let's wait and see.