Cannock... Some theatre there of a name I can't bastard remember.

Best thing about today? The theatre (of which name escapes me) is only 3 miles away from where we were staying. So we all left about 11:45 and still Haze second guessed my direction which weren't mine but those send from up above by the GOD OF GOOGLE!! Oh praise him, praise be upon him and all his glory!

"You sure it's not left? Stevo?!"

"Ok go left then Haze! See what fucking happens!!" 

Is now how it's starting to go down on the me-navigating-him arrangement. 

Anyway, got to the theatre and had a mosey around to see what kind of effort was gonna be applied today. They had power restrictions, namely 20 amps on a 32 amp trip. Meaning some serious compromises and testing in the afternoon was needed so we wouldn't hit the first note and have a blackout. It's happened before!!! 

As we were unloading, a dude who was delivering for Shoe Zone was getting rather pissy about our lorry manoeuvring about, like he was more important than anyone. That kind of attitude always angers me, the slightest inconvenience to ones daily routine and you'd swear it was the same to them as someone creeping into their house at Christmas and shitting into the Turkey. 

A Christmas Turkey. Probably without the turd inside. 

As the for mentioned issues with power, less lights and a smaller pa were used. It made no difference to me and Clayton, but the lights, and therefor the pull down, should be quicker tonight. 

(They weren't and IT wasn't ... Just thought I'd jump in there and put that one to bed) 

After the build up and met up with da, Matt and professor who'd found, yes you guess it, a whetherspoons. But who am I to criticize? It's good value and wholesome food with great service, warm atmosphere with a plethora or sports to watch as you kill (with the use if the poison of your choice, in my case, Desperados) your Brain cells and thus the remainder of any intellect you thought you had! 

Winner!

Desperados tequila flavoured beer. It was there and beind devoured. She wasn't.... Unfortunately. 

Meeting, show, pull down... Off to lodge for the drive to Stockport tomorrow. The bastard of all load ins on previous tours. The venue is lovely, the load in... Not so much.