The 63rd day of one hundred days of happiness.

Aftermath. Two previous times over their short career we've bought tickets to see Diagrams and for one reason or another have failed to make it. Tonight however we made it and weren't disappointed.
I was though slightly narked at the modern phenomenom of going to gigs and instead of jiggling your leg and nodding your head to the music, people talk and joke and pay no attention to the band they've shelled out good money to see. At one quiet bit they almost drowned out the band.

Bless, we bumped into a friend there who knows Sam who's band it is. We were on our way home and had a very brief apppreciatory chat. He asked our names as we shook hands and introduced hinself as Sam. Err, we know who you are, we've just watched you play.