Wet Wet Wet.
So first things first, for any women readers out there heed my advice. Ya know what’s a really bad idea? Buying cheap eyeliner from China. Be buggered I thought my eyes were gonna fall out.
Moving along, I spent Sunday in rainy Yorkshire. Went to Dalby Forest to see the Kaiser Chiefs. Arrived there at about half six at which point the heavens opened. It was horrible. I ended up sitting in a blanket which turned into a puddle, the box of wine we had brought with us disintegrated and more puddles gathered on my massively attractive plastic see through poncho thingy. I have never been so wet. By the time we left my fingers were more pruned than if I’d sat in a bath for two hours. The first support band was called Vitamin and wasn’t bad actually. The second I can’t remember and by the time the Kaiser Chiefs came on I was so fed up two songs in, having decided the lead singer was doing a piss poor job and didn’t look like himself (not that I was drunk and grumpy at all), we decided to leave.
Anyway posted a story earlier so sitting waiting with baited breath to see how it does and about to hit the vodka and red wicked.