The axeman cometh

There was supposed to be a cruise in company but as the day wore on, the weather closed in and it turned gey dreich. I’ve been told that the average British person talks about weather for five months of their life. This stat, of course, is regularly trotted out when I mention it. That’s just part of being a sailor jerry, isn’t it?
I remember blip used to do fun stuff like that - you mention the weather 90% more than the average blipper.
So, come 7pm we pulled on our rainmates and headed to the Leith Theatre to see the incomparable Anna Calvi. Though she’s often compared with PJ so that’s incorrect. She was blisteringly great. Proper guitar hero stuff and soooo sexy with it. And there were other blippers there too - who, despite having work in the morning, joined us in the bar afterwards. One for the road, I quipped? What about this bloody weather, eh?