Dracula

Lazy day yesterday waiting to drive to Yorkshire.
I wont exaggerate when I say the Band were superb last night. It looked great and sounded brilliant. In fact it was so professional you would be hard pushed to find a 'pro' Band on the circuit that it would not compare to. I was having a great blow, until the second half.
You should always listen to instinct. Common sense told me that I had eaten breakfast, Dinner and tea and did not need the hefty portion of pie and pea's (a disastrous combination for my guts anyway) that were offered to the Band. My uniform jacket is at bursting point anyway (it has shrunk with the damp in my porch!!) and you can hear the buttons groaning at the pressure to hold it all together.
However greed took over. Now how did I pay for this??
Well there just happened to be one bit of small bone in the steak that just happened to hover itself directly over the bad tooth. As I bit down it felt like someone had shoved a red hot poker down the inside. Woke me up though.
The other sad thing, is,. I realised that I was only about an hour away from my favourite place 'Staithes' and the urge to drive their after the gig was enormous.
However if I had gone and started to wandering around the bay in full USA uniform I may never have been allowed in again.
Another photo form the old days. This was Madrid. A great tour. On the first night though a few of us went on the razz and by 1am had completely forgot where the hotel was that we were staying in. I had the great idea of getting the British Consul out of bed to drunkenly ask him where we were. Luckily a more sober member of the Band passed by and led us to safety.