Young Fathers

A trip down to Newcastle to see the boys from Boroughmuir who cancelled back in December. And we were almost in two minds about it - well, as I say we, I suppose two minds is the normal state. Four minds then. There was a band up at Summerhall doing Astral Weeks y’see.
But I’m so glad we went. And I needn’t have worried that we’d be the oldest people there, or that it would be too loud or too shouty or anything. Twas just fabulous. Bangin’ even, oh yes. And there was a neat bar along the street with crafty ales. Mind you, the warning signs that I’d had enough beer were all there. Yep, I’ve got another T-shirt from the merch stall.