
The hotel M booked was 50 yards from the venue, and pretty smart (I have never stayed in a hotel after a gig before: always the long drive home; last train (last train Plymouth-Teignmouth 7.37pm); stay in a tent), and also 50 yards from the nearby Wetherspoons, where we got into conversation with A Scouser With A Job (inevitably an Evertonian), albeit 300 miles from his home and wife and child. A young man who worked hard with no resentment even when I remarked on the contrast between him and the boozing, drugtaking scousers who populate Torquay
And a first class FEB in the morning.
Arrived very late for work.
And then Management Meeting, which expands, as usual to 2 hours even there were only 6 items on the agenda (Including "3. No Senior Management Meeting this week")
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My brother went to see Elbow as well, thoroughly enjoyed it, he also ate in Wetherspoons (but he's not a scouser)
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