We had another gathering on Monday. Numbers were down again - Dave was stuck in his lorry again, and reserve bassist wouldn't be prised away from his R&P GCSE revision (just what is the matter with today's young people?)and John was away in Oregon. We had another visit from the mystery guest, who grabbed a beer and slumped, looking exhausted, on the comfy sofa. And then, after a brief technical discussion on the merits of different PA systems, and a swift round of "My organ's bigger than your organ", he vanished into the night.
It was nice to have proof that we are very suitably named the 'Old Gits' when a long debate about the joys of the 'Antique Roadshow' started. We sounded like a right bunch of old biddies as we ooed and aahed at the discovery of 17th century quill-holders. Hell yeah, rock and roll!!!
Dan tried to claim that he never really joins in with the 'Antique Roadshow Guess the Value' game, and only shouts "A tenner!" at everything in a sarcastic way. But we don't believe him.
We also all said "Yarp!" a lot.
Nice to see a forthcoming gig being publicised in the mighty 'Church and Village - news from the benefice of Upper Itchen'.
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