[Above] The Shadow-Line. L-R: Bizzle, Monkey Brain, Howlin' Wolffe, World's Handsomest Man, Lurch
So this weekend, the Shadow-Line came up to see me. We did some practise for our next gig on the 21st, we had a pub lunch, and we got irrevocably crunk.
There was heavy lifting to be done as standard. Once again Will won the strongest brother competition. I haven't won since we were ten or something. And even then it was mostly Dutch Courage from drinking too much Um Bongo. Anyway, we had a pretty good practise. We played Summer of '69 whilst swigging on Budweisers, which has got to fulfil some kind of all-American blue-collar fantasy. We're sounding pretty good. Come and see on Thursday in St. Albans.
Once the work was done, the party started. We threw open the doors of the Mansion, filled the Jacuzzi with Champagne and implemented our renowned "bikinis only" policy. With a fine cigar in one hand, and a glass of '88 Sauvignon Blanc in the other, I waltzed through the various themed rooms (regency ballroom; luxury liner; Buckingham Palace) delivering quips and bon mots to my fellow revellers. Everybody agreed that it was simply charming; and the string quartet we'd hired to play in the buffet room created the perfect ambience. I think I may have had one too many oysters, but we all have our little foibles. The butler said that everybody was a gracious guest, nobody got drunk and the Duke of Edinburgh was impressed with our authentic Van Gogh. Here is a picture of that happening:
I only managed to get one, which is a shame. The Turkish dancers were something to behold!
We all woke up with various hangovers and back complaints and realised the football was about to kick off (it was 1 o'clock) so we went to the pub for breakfast / lunch. I had bangers and mash, Tom had Scampi and Chips, and the other lads had Hunters Chicken. It was very nice. Thank you, The Avery. If you don't want to see the results, look away now: Liverpool lost.
Then the boys got back in the tour bus:
Bit of a squeeze in there! We had to leave two of the hookers and some of the cocaine behind. Anyway, good weekend.
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