Ooh our aching heads, Had to indulge in a little chef for lunch when we eventually left our pit of despair.A brisk promenade along Brighton pier was the order of the day!

Hastings was a bit windswept but a great town. the gig was great, the stage was so close to the fans we could smell them - they smelled better than us. the drive back to London was unremarkable except for the fact that we had a race with an Astra......AND WON!