Scary

We all went to a Hallowe'en party this afternoon, with the boys relishing their roles as Count Dracula, Harry Potter and a scary skillington. Mo was a rather fetching witch - and while my efforts were a bit last-minute, I think I could get used to wearing a cloak.

It was all good fun.

Last night's gig, however, was less so. Remember that scene in the Blues Brothers where they're playing at the country & western bar? This was a mismatch of similar proportions. Our first inkling of this was when someone came up to ask if we would be playing a quickstep...

And no, we don't do "that one out of Dirty Dancing" either.

Big and scary