Sunday, 17 July 2011

Kilmeston again


It was an evening when many things were missing, some more significant than others.

First on the absentee list was Tessa, otherwise engaged. Thankfully, the wet weather meant that we had Dan back, so only a slight reshuffle of songs was needed. Of more significance was the lack of punters. You couldn't really blame them; the useless idiotic slack-jawed brain-dead git-faced morons at the Met Office had spent the whole week warning people not to do anything outdoors this weekend, as heavy rain and strong winds would make it impossible.

In the end, it was a wet morning, but as the photo shows, the evening was sunny and dry, if a bit cool and windy. If the overpaid Climate Change Zealots spent a little more time doing weather forecasts instead of their Chicken Licken Anthropogenic Global Warming routine, we'd all be better off. Harrumph. And if anyone had dared mention 'Global Warming' to the good people of Kilmeston who did turn up (sitting under the shelters, wrapped up in coats and jumpers) they may have found a chicken wing inserted where the mid-July sun don't shine.

Also missing was last year's flimsy tent, thankfully replaced by something a bit more roomy and sturdy. And sadly, there was no sign of the lady specialising in the arse-over-tit routine in the ditch, or the mustachioed ticket-seller. The slightly worse-for-wear man was back, but luckily stayed out of the performance tent.

Highlights of the evening included a beautiful 'Happy Birthday' for Nicola, lowlights included Charlie coming in after the big build up to Caroline (One, two, ah-one, two, three, four..) in completely the wrong key. Kerrang, as they say. Dan throwing his set-list all over the floor was also quite entertaining, as was the blind panic of trying to get it all back in his file.



Anyway, we had a lot of fun (more comment from the floor about how we seem to enjoy ourselves) and stayed dry. There's now a bit of a gap before the next big one; perhaps the sun will shine and we'll get some harvest done. Perhaps I should ask the Met Office when that might be...or not.

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