Source for Confusion

The press release for Easter at the Thomas Lord is here.
Should someone ring 'em and check who's due to play?

Easter Sunday Confusion

There's a rumour going round that the Thomas Lord pub have, according to their publicity blurb, a band playing on Sunday called the 'West Meon Old Gits'. This could mean that:
A. They've got our name wrong by mistake.
B. They've got our name wrong deliberately, in a sort of 'we don't really want to be associated with you lot;' kind of way
C. There's a Thomas Lord Old Gits tribute band playing, doing covers of our covers.
We'll find out which is the correct answer on Sunday.

Comet

Comet Pan-Starrs (the first one in what promises to be a vintage year for comets) setting in the west.

Cancelled Rehearsal

Last night's crucial and not-to-be-missed  rehearsal (the last before the start of the Batoffo Tour) was cancelled after Tod (manflu) and Charlie (bad back) joined the extensive list of injuries and illnesses.

Truly, we are the Old Gits.

The End of the Blog?

I worry for the future of this blog (not to mention a million others). After 250 posts and nearly 20,000 visits, it could be in trouble with the new press regulator for making comments about the lying, cheating scumbag Chris Huhne and the utterly loathesome moron Cameron. Oh well.

(Nearly) Seen In The Press

Spotted this in the Super Soaraway Times the other day. Inexplicably, the TLOGs fail to make in into the 'Why is it so great?' paragraph - one hopes that we would also not make it into any 'Avoid because...' list.

Last Night's Rehearsal - the BATOFFO Tour Approaches

AS the long summer of musical mayhem approaches, it would be nice to report that the Old Gits had a well-organised three hour rehearsal where we honed our skills just that little bit more, oozing professional skill and dedication.

Unfortunately, it wasn't quite like that. It was more like an episode of Casualty. Dave was stuill suffering after his hernia operation. Ian has injured his shoulder (and his car is about to break down). John was suffering fron chronic manflu, picked up in the British Seedhouses canteen (that'll teach him not to send a postcard to the legendary Shed 3b postcard wall). Mindy was suffering from Quophobia ("Don;t like 'Caroline'!") but I'm sure she'll get better soon. And Tod was just grumpy. Luckily, Charlie and Dan (who was disgracefully late ahem ahem) kept up the baton of cheerfulness and youthfullness.

But, as ever, we all had a good laugh - we're saving our best for Easter Sunday.

More news from abroad

Another pic from our singer, proving that the British Seedhouses canteen has now got very smart larch tiles on the outside.

News from abroad

This picture arrived today from one of our vocalists, and he claims it's him on the snow-laden sunshine-drenched slopes of Oberunterschlossbundenfarquarsturmfuhrerstatt. I'm not convinced; I reckon it's the staff canteen at British Seedhouses headquarters.