A strange gig for us on Saturday night at the lovely little rural market town of Old Hemel in Herts.
Arrived at the allotted time, to be told we would have to start late as the F.A. Cup was on I was a bit hacked off really, it's not as though the football was sprung on them last minute.
Not the easiest of load ins at the best of times but a mob of drunken, chanting football fans didn't make it any more of a pleasure.
Anyway we finally started and against all expectations it was shaping up great, a full dance floor and an enthusiastic crowd. Then a drunken twat started dancing around with a bar stool, swinging it in all directions. A slightly less drunken punter, stepped in and made a valiant effort to wrestle the stool away and for his troubles ended up with his leg pointing in the opposite direction to how it should be
Ambulance called and the poor chap was finally carted off on a stretcher, amazingly the drunken twat who had caused the mayhem was allowed to stay and was still bragging about flooring the bloke.
We got started again following a break of about an hour and three quarters and ended playing to a lively audience who made us very welcome.