Stuff, lots of stuff update.
October/November is normally reserved for a road trip of some kind or another mostly involving Americans, but not this year.. nope, I looked for Americans, but they were AWOL!
So I thought that getting my head down and working really rather hard would be a really boring, mind numbing, soul crippling good thing to do considering the circumstances! Well done me, this lasted all of about three weeks until the need to be at a gig or four became too much to endure *nods, tis true*
I will continue with that theme behind the cut, but I must firstly say thank you to Julia aka anonypooh.. THANK YOU what a lovely, uplifting thing that was indeed!
Oh and a big SORRY to people I owe comments to, but if I start commenting now I will never get this post done, and I feel the need to splurge.
Behind the cut for stuff
Question, What have show of hands and Bryan Adams got that Common Rotation haven’t?
Answer. My money!
First came Show of Hands at Milton Keynes (the town of stupid roundabouts), but a very fine and funny gig indeed with the added bonus of ‘I promise you’ and ‘Crow on the cradle’ Then LO Show Of Hands again, but this time in Ely cathedral, which was just magical, mostly off mic and just splendid.
Then a very unexpected Bryaning trip, which as everyone knows is like putting on your most comfortable shoes. You can forget who you are and sing until your lungs give up… *YAY!*
On Friday morning it was wet, cold, miserable and generally depressing and
somehow Deb had found herself picking up the phone and ringing the NEC .. Two
minutes later she was phoning me telling me that we were indeed the
proud possessors of a pair of what looked like especially crappy seats for
Birmingham!
But hey, we both know what Bryan looks like and you can have a good sing
along from the nosebleeds even if you need binoculars to see the video
screens, let alone the stage so what's the problem? Little matters like
driving back from Birmingham and then getting up in the morning for a 5AM
start were also brushed aside.
The fact is sometimes one needs a gig more than one needs to be sensible.
responsible or lots of other words ending in "ibble"
Once we had tickets Deb visited the board and caught up on the tour diary,
.Deb noted that Bryan seems to be looking for a future ex wife!
So I kindly made an offer to Bryan I will volunteer for the position, with a couple of simple conditions.
1) That we skip the whole actual " marriage" bit and go straight to the
divorce settlement, it would save a lot of hassle frankly!
2) That any pets/ offspring of any kind (what?! I have good genes you
know!) Remain in my custody, Bryan may have visitation rights.
3) Me and Debs get priority seating at all future gigs FOR EVER, FREE
with additional space for our zimmer frames *stares* WHAT? Thinking ahead is
a good thing, we are not as young as we used to be you know!
we headed to the arena, where we had a brief conversation with a man , not unlike a ticket tout who laughed at our seat allocation and suggested that we might like to purchase some slightly used binoculars. We reassured him that we did actually know what Bryan, Keith and the boys looked like so laughing at our bad seating would not help his plight!
We headed inside stopping only briefly to purchase a small bag of
sweets that must have been hand crafted by magic goblins (Look it's the only
story we can come up with to explain the *How much?! purchase price of said
sweeties!) we confidently asked the steward to direct us to the worst seats
in the house, but lo the magic goblin sweeties must have worked their magic
because Instead she took a look at our tickets and directed us to the centre
of the first raised section of seats . Four rows back, right in front of a
little raised platform which was bustling with terribly unstealthy security
types!
Bloody hell! The B Stage!!
RESULT!!
Splendid Gig, so splendid that we had to go to the O2 arena , it would have been rude not to really :)
So the O2
I have seen the dome from afar, but never ventured inside, Deb said ‘in 2000 and Last time she visited the Dome, to be frank, it was a big empty space with a few exhibits in it and a rather make shift arena.
Now however it's sort of a shopping mall ( with a distinct lack of actual shops) in a big tenty thing with a cinema,half a billion restaurants, two Starbucks and a Bryan queue. We'd arranged a time to collect tickets and we were early so we went for a wander. All very nice including the lady who tried, very hard and repeatedly, to get us to go at look at some corpses .
" The Body works exhibition is on, here's a leaflet"
"Thank you"
"It's quite quiet in there ( well, it would be, they're all dead)"
" Really, well, hope things pick up"
" You'd like it"
" We really wouldn't"
" No, honestly, you'd like it ( pause) it doesn't smell"
" How very reassuring , but we're meeting someone and are just going to grab
a coffee"
" You can get coffee inside"
" No, thanks.. we're fine, honest"
" We have loos too"
" How nice for you"
" Oh go on, you know you want to!"
"No, really, we're happy wandering around"
We escaped and set up camp at Starbucks , you might remember how important coffee is to us.
But for the rest of the afternoon we were quoting "Three Men In A Boat"
" You're a young man on a holiday.. you want to be amused. Oh come and see
the skulls!!" (maybe you had to be there, but it amused us)
Then there was fireworks, I kid you not and a rather rip roaring gig!
It was all rather fun.
In other news Layla is settling in well and tomorrow I have an interview for another job…..
And it’s Remembrance Day tomorrow
So I thought that getting my head down and working really rather hard would be a really boring, mind numbing, soul crippling good thing to do considering the circumstances! Well done me, this lasted all of about three weeks until the need to be at a gig or four became too much to endure *nods, tis true*
I will continue with that theme behind the cut, but I must firstly say thank you to Julia aka anonypooh.. THANK YOU what a lovely, uplifting thing that was indeed!
Oh and a big SORRY to people I owe comments to, but if I start commenting now I will never get this post done, and I feel the need to splurge.
Behind the cut for stuff
Question, What have show of hands and Bryan Adams got that Common Rotation haven’t?
Answer. My money!
First came Show of Hands at Milton Keynes (the town of stupid roundabouts), but a very fine and funny gig indeed with the added bonus of ‘I promise you’ and ‘Crow on the cradle’ Then LO Show Of Hands again, but this time in Ely cathedral, which was just magical, mostly off mic and just splendid.
Then a very unexpected Bryaning trip, which as everyone knows is like putting on your most comfortable shoes. You can forget who you are and sing until your lungs give up… *YAY!*
On Friday morning it was wet, cold, miserable and generally depressing and
somehow Deb had found herself picking up the phone and ringing the NEC .. Two
minutes later she was phoning me telling me that we were indeed the
proud possessors of a pair of what looked like especially crappy seats for
Birmingham!
But hey, we both know what Bryan looks like and you can have a good sing
along from the nosebleeds even if you need binoculars to see the video
screens, let alone the stage so what's the problem? Little matters like
driving back from Birmingham and then getting up in the morning for a 5AM
start were also brushed aside.
The fact is sometimes one needs a gig more than one needs to be sensible.
responsible or lots of other words ending in "ibble"
Once we had tickets Deb visited the board and caught up on the tour diary,
.Deb noted that Bryan seems to be looking for a future ex wife!
So I kindly made an offer to Bryan I will volunteer for the position, with a couple of simple conditions.
1) That we skip the whole actual " marriage" bit and go straight to the
divorce settlement, it would save a lot of hassle frankly!
2) That any pets/ offspring of any kind (what?! I have good genes you
know!) Remain in my custody, Bryan may have visitation rights.
3) Me and Debs get priority seating at all future gigs FOR EVER, FREE
with additional space for our zimmer frames *stares* WHAT? Thinking ahead is
a good thing, we are not as young as we used to be you know!
we headed to the arena, where we had a brief conversation with a man , not unlike a ticket tout who laughed at our seat allocation and suggested that we might like to purchase some slightly used binoculars. We reassured him that we did actually know what Bryan, Keith and the boys looked like so laughing at our bad seating would not help his plight!
We headed inside stopping only briefly to purchase a small bag of
sweets that must have been hand crafted by magic goblins (Look it's the only
story we can come up with to explain the *How much?! purchase price of said
sweeties!) we confidently asked the steward to direct us to the worst seats
in the house, but lo the magic goblin sweeties must have worked their magic
because Instead she took a look at our tickets and directed us to the centre
of the first raised section of seats . Four rows back, right in front of a
little raised platform which was bustling with terribly unstealthy security
types!
Bloody hell! The B Stage!!
RESULT!!
Splendid Gig, so splendid that we had to go to the O2 arena , it would have been rude not to really :)
So the O2
I have seen the dome from afar, but never ventured inside, Deb said ‘in 2000 and Last time she visited the Dome, to be frank, it was a big empty space with a few exhibits in it and a rather make shift arena.
Now however it's sort of a shopping mall ( with a distinct lack of actual shops) in a big tenty thing with a cinema,half a billion restaurants, two Starbucks and a Bryan queue. We'd arranged a time to collect tickets and we were early so we went for a wander. All very nice including the lady who tried, very hard and repeatedly, to get us to go at look at some corpses .
" The Body works exhibition is on, here's a leaflet"
"Thank you"
"It's quite quiet in there ( well, it would be, they're all dead)"
" Really, well, hope things pick up"
" You'd like it"
" We really wouldn't"
" No, honestly, you'd like it ( pause) it doesn't smell"
" How very reassuring , but we're meeting someone and are just going to grab
a coffee"
" You can get coffee inside"
" No, thanks.. we're fine, honest"
" We have loos too"
" How nice for you"
" Oh go on, you know you want to!"
"No, really, we're happy wandering around"
We escaped and set up camp at Starbucks , you might remember how important coffee is to us.
But for the rest of the afternoon we were quoting "Three Men In A Boat"
" You're a young man on a holiday.. you want to be amused. Oh come and see
the skulls!!" (maybe you had to be there, but it amused us)
Then there was fireworks, I kid you not and a rather rip roaring gig!
It was all rather fun.
In other news Layla is settling in well and tomorrow I have an interview for another job…..
And it’s Remembrance Day tomorrow