Tuesday, 11 August 2009

Flat mate

Down the Motorway last night to play in another Band. One thing I have noticed is my eyesight is getting really bad. It did not help that there were no lights over the stands but I was still squinting to make out the dots which ain't good. I can imagine the audience wondering who the Chinese man was sat in the Trom section??
Decided I would go for a bike ride today only to find I had a massive puncture. I had to buy a new inner tube as it was so bad and I had not changed a bike wheel since I was a kid (penny farthings were made to last in them days.) Thing is bikes were simpler in the old days (eeeeh I remember when...etc) and there were none of these fiddly 20 gear things to contend with. An hour later and covered in Grease I managed to get the wheel back on, only to find the chain was off the sprocket thrust dangler gizmo. So off came the wheel again... anyway I finally managed a couple of hours in the Country. Off to watch Arry Potter tonight which I am told is the boring est one yet but as long as I don't get a snotty noisy kid sat behind me, I am sure I will survive it?

1 comment:

  1. There is bound to be a snotty kid, there always is. I have been on several planes and trains recently, in more than one country, and believe me, there is ALWAYS a snotty horrible bawling singing gurgling screaming mis-behaving KID whose totally inadequate parent grins inanely as if to say what can I do about it? Well you want to bring back hanging mate, first in line should be parents, closely followed by their horrible out of control off-spring... Think I'd better have a soothing check on the wallet...
    RtW

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