Boor

To the loudmouth songwriter who tried to spoil everybody's sets at the Cross Kings last night by yakking to his mates at full volume: you are not big and you are not clever, and the ladies in the corner had much better manners than you and better music too.
So there!
Sorry to be so gruff, but these things happen and could spoil your day if you were not a cheery optimist.
Ha ha!
It's the Song Club show tomorrow, assembly with the mummies. Have to learn the words of the songs tonight whan I've got me guitar back from the luthiers (LA Strings in Barnet, brilliant). The scratch plate of the Hofner fell off and they're fixing it on again. I reckon I like these little shows 'cos of being brought up in a village, where the Wylam Community Week show was the hightlight of the year- the primary school teacher conducting the choir in a Very Short Skirt Indeed so when she lifted her arms with the conductor's baton the daddies all went faint with lust; Mrs Hibbert with her thick pink lipstick, practical metal-rimmed spectacles and her velvet hat upon steel grey permed curls: 'I've got a bonnet, trimmed with BLOO, do you wear it? Yess I DOO!', Little Bruv playing the trumpet and missing his cue every time in spite of poring over the sheet music all the way through with his friend Robert, the Rock Band (one number), the Girl Guides (oops, me) singing in fairy voices, melting no butter in our mouths in spite of some of us (not me) being famous in the Tyne Valley as glad-to-have-its (ahem). Ah happy days! Well, weird days at least.
Toodle-oo for now. The car needs new tyres to pass its MOT so no charity shop forays, walnut whips or Amazon-grazing for me this month.
Bah.
And Craig... the reason we didn't play any songs together in Gateshead was my almost 6-hour journey form London because of the rainstorms, which resulted in Martin's guitar being in the boot of his car at Newcastle airport instead of being at the gig. So only one guitar (mine). Definitely next time.
Guess what- I'm going to make a Christmas CD! What fun! I spent the morning dreaming up ideas for gruesome and peculiar Christmas songs to write for it.