No drummer on Monday - Ian still out on his yacht - and poor old Dave was stuck in a traffic jam in Oxford. In fact, in the quieter moments in Shed 3b, you could just hear what he thought of his predicament floating through the expensive soundproofing. The fact that we could just hear it suggests that he was actually further away - Auchtermuchty, perhaps. If he really was in Oxford, we'd surely have had to turn the amps up to 11 to cover the expletives.
Anthony bravely stood in for Dave, selflessly abandoning GCSE Eng Lit revision for several cans of Carlsberg and two hours of hard bass lines. Still, it went very well.
Welcome to the website of the Thomas Lord Old Gits, mid-Hampshire's answer to Chumbawumba and Earth Wind and Fire, except that we're not an anarchic workers' collective, we're not American, and we do covers.
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