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On Sunday morning The Wilsons took us over to Totnes, to catch our train home. Pam had gone through the timings in a way in which I WHOLEHEARTEDLY APPROVED: allowing plenty of time for ALL eventualities, which meant we got to have a drive around Dartmouth itself on the way and got to the station in plenty of time ... to find that NO trains were going to London for at LEAST two hours, as there'd been a breakdown at Camborne earlier on that morning. Undaunted we went down to Totnes for breakfast (continuing the theme of the weekend i, of course, had BEANS ON TOAST - and there was me expecting it to be all Scones!) and more CHAT. We rolled up a while later to find trains were about to go, so said our goodbyes and hopped aboard. We were heading home!

What with one thing and another the train was EXTREMELY busy, so it was Reading before we got a seat together. We went home, i WASHED, got myself together, and then even though i was COMPLETELY KNACKERED headed out YET AGAIN, to ROCK!

I was doing a gig at the Bloomsbury Bowling Lanes, and when I arrived I found that the last band were still soundchecking, so arranged with the (very good) sound guy that I'd come back an hour later, which is how I managed to get back to work and do the BLOG entry yesterday. When I returned I found that NOBODY had come to see me - I sort of suspected this would be the case, though I'm not sure WHY... anyway, at nine o'clock I went on and did THIS:

The Peterborough All-Saints' Wide Game Team (Group B)

Being Happy Doesn't Make You Stupid

My Boss Was In An Indie Band Once

Chick Chick Chicken

Moonlight Bay

Leaning On A Lamppost

Never Going Back To Aldi's

Billy Jones Is Dead

Do The Indie Kid

The Lesson Of The Smiths

It was all rather strange - as I say NOBODY was there to see me, and the only people watching at ALL were one of the other bands (who'd sat on sofas at the front, and now couldn't get away!) and the sound man. I was determined to do it PROPERLY tho, and although i had a WOBBLE halfway through (hence the sudden BLAT of covers) I thought "No Hibbett, come on - there may be someone you can't see stood at the back or round the corner who has come ESPECIALLY. If you went to see someone, even if it was only on a WHIM, how would you feel if they just messed around? NOT HAPPY, i suspect!"

So carry on PROPERLY I did, even tho it felt ODD to be introducing songs to NOBODY. Towards the end tho some of the people BOWLING were turning round, and people in Lane One were ACTIVELY DANCING, so it felt all right. I was still KNACKERED tho - so KNACKERED that I left behind half a pint of BEER, so that i could head off home. That, my friends, is evidence ENOUGH!

THUS I got home a little after ten o'clock, very VERY worn out but pleased to have completed another EXTENSIVE weekend of ROCKING. The next full gig's a few weeks away now (the next ACTUAL gig is at Retrovision, but that'll only be a couple of songs), I need the REST!

posted 12/6/2007 by MJ Hibbett

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