Ginger farewell

Robb was coming over to Bognor later to see our set, but first had to stay in and fill in a couple of forms with metadata, poor chap. He brought Ginger out to say cheerio though; G is a lovely cat and a worthy successor to that magnificent creature Buster, who lived with R in Southall back in the '80s.

After sound-checking and the usual hanging about, R turned up via the train and then we did what seemed like a good set - maybe because it was the first time we'd had decent fold-back on stage and could hear ourselves! Afterwards we all headed our separate ways - me about 200 miles up the road to the Travelodge at Stafford. (Ooh, the glamour).