A busy Weekend. A simple pleasure makes my day.

Some work at the pile of noisy shite that is the 'Download' music festival. Just visiting on the Friday night as a pal I like to hang out with was there, home again on Saturday & the club night. That loaded out, then a PA loaded in for the Church that rents the Small hall on Sundays. By the time that was done it was Around 06:00 So a kip on the stage for a while, then up to the tech' store for some more kip. Surfaced around 14:00 & down to the local Wetherspoons for a Sunday lunch. A particularly mediocre repast, but cheap & filling with a glass of wine thrown in for the price, so can't complain.

Then back to Download for the load out. Away from there for around 04:30 & back in town for around 06:00 Potter around the flat doing stuff to stay awake 'til it's time for another load in at 09:00. End of the load in & there is a big pile of drapes on the floor of the hall I think it might be an idea to have a lie down on...

...an hour or so later I awake to the band sound checking. A bite to eat & more much needed kip ready for the change over & load out.

The Highlight of my day? One of the Bar staff had brought me a punnet of Strawberries. They were completely fucking lush, probably the best Strawberries I've ever tasted. Naturally sweet, full of flavour & juicy. & that from someone who isn't a big fan of fruit.