Build up was largely done with a half the cast and crew on a account of Haze not putting fuel in the mini bus he was driving. By all accounts he had to walk to a petrol station to get fuel.
Little was said on their arrival but I did wonder if this had still been the case if it was our van that had run out of fuel through the same circumstances.
DEFINTELY NOT!!!
Never the less the show was build up in more or less the same time as if they'd been here from the off.
I met up with the clan Angelow in the furthest pub away from the theatre. Fucking seemed like it anyway. Which wasn't a bad thing as en route I passed a card shop which spurred me to buy Matt a card and a couple of bits. Namely a wind proof lighter for all the times he does t smoke (Claire Angelow) and a small bright as fuck mag lite.
I got about hundred yards away then realised it was also Chris, his dad's birthday too whom I've known since I was 14 and even played in a several bands with over the years. As I recall, this would have been the first time I've bought him a card. If not, the last time was in 1990.
I'm a great friend.
In the words of David Brent, "El Vino did flow" Well Desperados beer at least.
Back at the theatre it was meeting held as usual. Capt Dan made a point of bringing up the van running out of fuel debacle which did make a certain Dr Haze somewhat uncomfortable, naturally!
It was a pretty well sold show and it went without incident. Though as we were a little pissed, don't think we played to our usual standard which had been set so far on this tour. Chris and Claire thought it was good so perhaps I'm being a little critical. Still it was Matt's birthday so fuck it.
That was Poole.
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