Twins

It's 2.45am on a Sunday morning and I am not tired??? I was before I went on the gig, but now I am wide awake.
It was a good night, although the dance floor was the size of a postage stamp it was full all night.
My theory about people living in a bubble has been yet again strengthened. It was amusing to see a chap go up to our vocalist and congratulate her on her Trumpet playing (yes we have a female Trumpet player but they look totally different?).
Also humour fell on some deaf ears tonight when our m/c made a reference to the Skoda Owners club (This gig was for the Bentley owners Club). A chap came up and asked me if I would point out to the M/C that they owned Bentley's not Skoda's!!!! Flipping heck, please get a life.
They also provided sandwiches and chips and being a posh hotel they cut the crusts off the sarnies.
Now I don't usually eat after 8pm cos I know the consequences the next day. But sarnies like the Queen eats ,I could not resist. Actually they were bloody tasty but where did the crusts go??? Is there a special home for posh peoples crusts do you think??

I am working on some new choreography for the Trombones and have enclosed a video of what I need them to do (click on title).

It's now 3am and I am still not tired. I know I have Marilyn Monroe waiting for me upstairs but I am still wide awake. I will pay later me thinks.