not automatically they don't
I spent £50 on an officer and a gentleman outfit and velcro speedos, another £80 on a chrome pole and £6 on nutella
to date, I'm £136 down
'Bama gig was a sell out and I left the tickets home. After a few attempts at e-mailing myself pdf's of barcodes and other smartphone wizardry it basically came down to having to phone my wife and ask if it was at all possible if she might not mind in her own time, driving into town with the tickets.
That was hurdle number 1 cleared. Hurdle 2, was 4 tickets between 5 of us. Sat in a pub a little distance from the gig discussing various schemes for getting 4 in on 5 tickets, the lead singer walks in for a quiet pre gig coffee. We told him our sorry tale and he sorted us out with a place on the guest list. Mr Larry Love, you are a saint.
Gig was just as immense as expected.
no, no, I didn't quote you directly 'cos it wasn't aimed at you
it was a generality AND it was aimed at the guy with the sign (doubtless wearing denim from China)
Alabama 3 tonight
it's a tricky one, I need a sturdy filling meal before I advance to the pub hours in advance of doors opening.....but I also want to fit into my dancing pants
I've had the foresight to put 'out at meeting' in the office diary for tomorrow.
You've got to take your hat off to somebody that would go for an interiew about doing your bit, volunteering, without considering the tiny possibility that Eddie Mair might ask what you personally do.
Another sad example of how politicians say 'us' and mean 'you'.
No.
I'll buy a Big issue, in the past I've handed over my sandwiches once or twice (literally once or twice).
But actual cash feels like a bad idea.
....yeah, as said above, happy to have a chat and a laugh and not ignore people....
I formally endorse this post.
I have no knowledge of Southern Trains, but given the pin point scientific fact of the other 6 I'm bound to conclude it is a good sound point.
up at the crack of 9:30, private job to earn a little cash, off for a pub lunch now, footy this afternoon, butcher's later for a hunk of meat to roast for tomorrow's big lunch before tomorrow night's gig.
weekends are the bomb, as I believe us kids under 60 say