Brighton
Apr 28 '09
The whole touring crew got together for a nice lunch after a very early sound check, the reason being that our venue was in a picture house The Duke of York, they show films all day hence the 10am sound check. Our lunch lasted most of the afternoon and then onto the beech for some tea and cakes, it was a lovely day in the sun on the prom with Ella her man Dan, Buddy and his man, Dorie and his man Jim, John and Emily, myself and Em. The show itself was very kindly filmed by a friend from Eastbourne, and amazingly for the first time on the whole tour every song was in time and locked with the films, I was over the moon. The audience were thin on the ground but the feeling was one of love. A great way to end a massive tour like this, I'm getting into this touring lark now after over thirty years and thousands of shows for some reason it now all makes sense weather you make money or not, its what I do. And its what I'm good at. It was sad to say good night to everyone but the party is over and life carries on.
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Barton Upon Hull
Apr 28 '09
A great show, what a swing from last night, nice people great sound, small but full venue, tidy and clean. A good curry, our last of the tour. In the car and home. A big day, with local ice cream as well. John is from Hull, he looked wistful as we crossed the bridge with the chocolate river.
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Hebden Bridge
Apr 28 '09
What a drive, over five hours in the car, I was covered in chocolate peanuts that melted down my by crutch, not a nice sight. Peter Kay came to see us play, sadly he was bothered by local young drunks and he had to leave before the end, I was so upset. Our show was dusty and nervous again, well being on stage in front of Peter and me trying to make people laugh it was never going to be easy. He introduced us. He said….the man who put the fun in the word Funeral, the man who when he played Madison Square Garden never imagined he would end up here, welcome to the stage, if you can call it that, Mr ….. and so on. I laughed so much I could not sing for the first two verses of Cowboys. A third of the way through the set I heard Peter shout at the drunks, hey, he said, listen to the turn, what do you think this is a boot fair, and then he was gone. Then we were gone to our hotel across the street for some sleep, it was a long drive. Thanks to the Police man who made sure we found the hotel ok.
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Putney
Apr 28 '09
I love this gig, I have a soft spot for this tired little number, and across the road a Lebanese that just satisfies. On stage everything was wonderful, in the crowd Roger Daltry, and Norman Lovett with his lovely family who I had not seen for 20 years, I was very happy. A great show indeed. Roger stayed until the end and his company was so welcome. Norman was on form as ever, we used to write together and hang out when I lived in London all those dusty years ago. A sold out show, great sound, nice faces and big hugs all round. Blackheath seems years ago.
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Cambridge
Apr 28 '09
A pub on a roundabout on the outskirts of this great University town, a place where I always feel clever by proxy. The stage a small square in the corner of a back room. The evening meal less than appetising, the locals playing pool as we dodge elbows with mouthfuls of nuclear cooked chips. The gig was full, it was hot and it was a wonderful night with people singing and smiling, it was the reverse of last night, it was everything I thought it wouldn’t be. Ella’s mum came, Jennifer Saunders, she smiled and we hugged she left for her hotel having to write a speech for a WI meeting the next day, so she missed my set. Nice to see her though.
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Blackheath
Apr 28 '09
Once revered as home turf, now a place where I used to live, back in a hall that has many memories. Old Squeeze shows, Difford and Tilbrook shows and solo here tonight for the first time. This grand old hall with its raked stage is just about alive and kicking, which is a good thing. In the afternoon the guest list arrived, I saw the name Glenn Tilbrook, my throat dried up. It would be great to see him but at a show it brings waves of the unknown, not sure why. Fear and nerves were screwing up my afternoon making me feel on edge and not quite the same as normal, I think JB felt the same way. Our set was stiff and concentrated on a big stage too big for our small screen and films. Matt, my lovely manager thinks this was the best show he had seen, it was good, but it was serious and nerve riddled. At least for me. GT was lovely back stage kissing me with his stubbled face. Back stage a mix of faces, some sober some not. Some toothless and some not. Some Fluffers, some not. I was home and in bed soon after midnight, tired but with a much less magnified view on the world. I think its all up and down hill from here on. Turns out Dorie felt nervous too.
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