Hot on the heels of Sunday's highly successful Pavillijam in West Meon was another rehearsal in Shed 3b, with Jack getting up to speed as Wedding Drummer. There was some important business to attend to first, however, as Big Gok had died, and needed to be manhandled to the door of Shed 3c for the recovery lorry to take her away. ('Big Gok' is John's huge long throbbing supercharged Jaguar, by the way.) Any suggestions of bad backs or hernias were dismissed as the TLOGS heaved and strained to get Big Gok into position. What we'd have done without John in the driver's seat telling us what to do, I don't know.
Curiously, Jack arrived just after all the hard work had been done. Coincidence? Who knows. The rehearsal itself went very well, as we worked solidly through the set list.
Other exciting news concerns the new neighbours, who have moved into Steve the builder's old place - the house nearest Shed 3b. A short chat the other day established that they are diplomats (claiming not to have heard any of our rehearsals) and - more importantly - all keen musicians, playing keyboards and guitars.. I made it clear that they would be very welcome to come over and join in any time. But they might want to make sure any car hauling duties are over, first.
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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