Deacon Blue

Busy and frustrating day left me snoozing on the couch.
I was properly grumpy at having to go out and see Deacon Blue. My husband is a patient man (especially as he accompanied me without really wanting to).
A plastic cup of grotty wine took the edge off my grumpiness allowing me to wallow in some nostalgia, marvel at how old the crowd were and face the hike back to the car.