Diary

Time to take the tour bus back. Be sad to see it go – it’s been comfy. We’re going to Leicester (where it lives) – Han has asked...

Just had a band “debrief” and it was good. Everyone’s happy… all gone well… tour broke even for us (almost – let’s see how ‘pool does on Sunday)...

Not my poo you gwendlin… I had a pint of Guinness today even though I think we should celebrate St.Georges day too… not Paddy’s day. A superb gig...

Poo is brown again now – think “Dulux Conker” No toilet seats in Trillians so it’s the obligatory “V” of bog roll and perching on a cold steel...

Newcastle later today… but I want sleep first. I’ve got to drive home now through Stoke-on-Trent (and lose the band again – I love having a good sense...

The pub is good… food is VERY good… and it’s not far from the Limelight. Apart from not having the merchandise on us so having to stop via...

I love Pro Plus and Red Bull… In work – got to run the wages BACS so I get paid… and boy do I need it! Bank sent...

Bloody Firehouse are winding me up now! thank god they bugger off out of the country tomorrow. We have to pick up the tour gear for Vaughn and...

No I wasn’t… It’s far too early. We had an amazing gig last night at the Classic Rock Bar, I got in at 2am, and the bloody people...

It’s quarter to 11 and I’m STILL knackered. I’m getting very sore now, must be because I forgot my warfarin this week. Oops!… my veins must look like...