It was Independence day so we went to Starbucks for breakfast. It was next to the Travelodge we had stayed in after the Birmingham gig the night before.
The other boys went tot Subway even thought we were going to get lunch at a country pub.
Mike had a football and.
We got to the country pub and Mystical smashed the place up. He bought a pint and dropped it.
Eggsy was really confused by the menu, I think he thought it was a high class restaurant. It wasn't it was a shit pub with a garden and a bar smaller than a toilet.
Mystical still hadn't calmed down since he smashed his pint.
I showed him the sign.
Graham and Mysti were the scampi boys.
On the other side of the table all the meat boys were having a good time except Eggsy.
He had ordered a Thai curry and it was like one you would get in a country pub.
He wasn't happy and sent it back and changed it for a Panini.
The pub people were not happy.
We eventually got to Liverpool.
We were playing at the arts club, it was hot.
DJ Killer Tomato had another meal.
They had a new menu on, which was burgers.
We did a sound check.
And then went into the hottest room in Liverpool.
Then we went and did a gig, it was still hot.
It was pretty good.
They had lights.
Sometimes they were green.
After there was some crazy stuff going down outside.
We got ready to leave and Mike had a kick about, every time he gets the football out the cops turn up.
Then we got in the van.
Next stop Newport.