We arrived at Buntingford’s football ground a little unsure of what to expect, all we really knew was it was an emergency services charity do Steve had organised...
On arrival, Steve was playing football, whilst the ‘medalsome’, old school throwback ‘master of ceremonies’, Les (or something like that) commentated on the match (He was a classic in his own lunchtime, repleat in best Bernard Manning untucked powder blue shirt and beer gut). Chuck into the mix a highly stressed beany clad (five generations younger), promoter, trying to set up the show behind/around and inspite of the raffle/auction table!!! and you get an idea of the scene we suveyed!
We have to be honest at this point, after last nights shenanigans it looked like tonight was going to be ‘a little after the Lord Majors show’... however.... as you all know kiddy winkies ... “don’t you judge a book just by the cover, unless you cover just another and blind acceptance is a sign of stupid fools who stand in line”... for once the crowd had settled down following the Elvis impersonator’s exit stage right, it was time for The Scratch... and once again, with a shortish, tight set, swopping Ajax in for Supermodel and Stavin off the where’s or the wise from Brighton’s set, the boys didn’t disappoint.
Sparking similar superlatives and reaction’s that each TC era gig has achieved with promises of repeat bookings. We had in classic smash and grab stylee, packed up and left around 40 minutes after our arrival, job done and buoyed still further and beginning to really feel at home on this touring lark!
Big thanks to ali, for your reaction, specially to Ali, Steve, Andy, Lucy, Sarah and co for your support (as ever!) and yes Chris lets get that gig sorted mate.
... next stop Juicebox and The Flag in Watford!
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