Another lovely day in Cornwall saw the REOFFENDERS catching the rather handy Campsite-Town bus service into St Ives (or Snives as Paul Pondlife calls it). General mooching about and tasting of beers was the order of the day with highlights being:
Beer - Ice Blonde from Skinners served very cold
Food - Paul gets to tick off his first pasty of the tour
Haircuts - Johnny pops down the barbers and gets the sides shaved short. The spikes stand out even better now and it all looks far more "punk rock" - excellent.
Porthtowan's a lovely setting, with the beach starting just a short walk from the pub, and the sunset over the sea is peachy.
Sadly for us, after a quiet night before in Helston, there are even less people at The Unicorn. The pub had been busy all day, served lots of meals, and everybody decided it was time to go home after being out all day in the sun... oh well.
There was some nice lads propping up the end of the bar, and so, with them asking us to play stuff by The Jam we made the gig a Jam-fest and played all that we knew.
With less audience to give us feedback though and this being the fourth night on the trot, everybody was feeling more tired so we decided to pack up as quick as possible and make it an early night. A wise move as it turned out, cos Saturday was going to be a doozy...
Can't end without mentioning the couple who spoke to us before the gig, as we were setting up. Actually, the word "spoke" would be a little kind. It was an incoherant slobbery bastardisation of the English language by two people who could hardly walk or control any parts of their bodies! They then proceeded to go into the car park and get into a white van (or try to) to drive home! Luckily one of these hapless wasters fell over and hurt themselves before they had a chance to kill someone on the road. By half time, the ambulance has arrived and the ambulance driver has patched up the gentleman and is now in a heated argument saying that he has seen the results of drinking and driving and there is no way he's letting them drive out of the car park. By the end of the gig the police have arrived and, hopefully, this man will lose his licence for a very long time.
This was the most mindless, ignorant, and dangerous binge drinking I have witnessed for some time. The couple were both in their 60s.
Miles on the van today = 50
Total miles in August = 540
T-shirts sold in August = 3
Hoover x
Beer - Ice Blonde from Skinners served very cold
Food - Paul gets to tick off his first pasty of the tour
Haircuts - Johnny pops down the barbers and gets the sides shaved short. The spikes stand out even better now and it all looks far more "punk rock" - excellent.
Porthtowan's a lovely setting, with the beach starting just a short walk from the pub, and the sunset over the sea is peachy.
Sadly for us, after a quiet night before in Helston, there are even less people at The Unicorn. The pub had been busy all day, served lots of meals, and everybody decided it was time to go home after being out all day in the sun... oh well.
There was some nice lads propping up the end of the bar, and so, with them asking us to play stuff by The Jam we made the gig a Jam-fest and played all that we knew.
With less audience to give us feedback though and this being the fourth night on the trot, everybody was feeling more tired so we decided to pack up as quick as possible and make it an early night. A wise move as it turned out, cos Saturday was going to be a doozy...
Can't end without mentioning the couple who spoke to us before the gig, as we were setting up. Actually, the word "spoke" would be a little kind. It was an incoherant slobbery bastardisation of the English language by two people who could hardly walk or control any parts of their bodies! They then proceeded to go into the car park and get into a white van (or try to) to drive home! Luckily one of these hapless wasters fell over and hurt themselves before they had a chance to kill someone on the road. By half time, the ambulance has arrived and the ambulance driver has patched up the gentleman and is now in a heated argument saying that he has seen the results of drinking and driving and there is no way he's letting them drive out of the car park. By the end of the gig the police have arrived and, hopefully, this man will lose his licence for a very long time.
This was the most mindless, ignorant, and dangerous binge drinking I have witnessed for some time. The couple were both in their 60s.
Miles on the van today = 50
Total miles in August = 540
T-shirts sold in August = 3
Hoover x
posted by Johnny Hoover at 11:30 am
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