Chaosaturday, Chaosunday

All started well yesterday as I set off to York to meet Mick, June, Laura and Danny. On the train, I decided to visit the loo before we arrived, and found myself locked into one of those electronic tubes of horror. Normally, the fear is that the door will decide to open midway through the process, but on this occasion the door simply wouldn't open. Conscious that we were quite close to York and not wanting to end up in Newcastle (the final destination of the train), I pressed the driver alarm button. I thought long and hard before doing so, but there wasn't any other option. The driver was actually really nice, but the conductor who let me out wasn't at all. More training (sic) needed, perhaps.Meanwhile, and during all this, the support act for Thursday's gig in Glasgow had to pull out for health reasons. Thankfully, Kenji suggested that we show the film instead, and after getting permission from Gina and checking with the venue that it would be feasible, that is what will be…

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