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The day after meeting with Woodstock and Shiny Shoes I got an email from my muso friend asking me to play with his blues band on the Saturday night. Their singer had gone down with the cold and apparently I had made an impression at the blues night and they thought I could fill the gap. Only two days warning to get ready for a real gig... ZOIKS! Any nerves I had were quickly brushed aside by dreams of being a guitar hero for the night.(Apologies for the above shocking image, it does not allude to Seaneen's plant).So I spent two days playing my socks off, sustaining real, live, bleeding fingers and come Saturday I was high as a kite. We rehearsed all Saturday afternoon and played the gig on Saturday night. The band's guitarist did most of the singing while I took over on lead guitar but I...

Well after Monday's long lie I was determined to get to Edinburgh so had an early night. I woke spontaneously around 6:30am yesterday which is a real record for me of late. I was out of the house by half seven and off on my merry way to the bus stop.My biggest fear was how to use my bus pass. Do I just flash it as I board or what? They give you one but don't tell you how to use it. Anyway I stepped up onto the bus, flashed my card and went to get a seat. I was immediately called back by a grumpy driver who told me I had to put it on a scanner and then state my destination. I did this then walked on "Hey! Ticket!" yelled the grouch.I went back and the old git gave me a ticket. Fine, that's that sorted. After two 2 hours cramped up in a seat designed for a five year old midget I was in...