Here we are last night at the Dublin Castle in Camden. How long since we've been to a 'gig'? I really can't remember. In the last two weeks, we've managed one party and a gig in Camden. I'm really proud of us. Bit of a mammoth journey yesterday and we hit so much traffic on the way it was unbelievable. But we got there in the end.
People are amazing. When we arrived, Roch in the wheelchair, we faced a couple of steps into the building. But I've learned that you can rely on the kindness of strangers and if you ask, people are happy to help. Roch can still stand, he just can't lift his feet very well, so he put his arms around two strong young lads who, with the greatest of respect and good humour, assisted him inside. Once in the venue room, we were greeted warmly by Sonja (glamorous in green above), James, Kate and John G. I felt at home at once. The lovely Carolyn had journeyed with us (many thanks for all the encouragement as I negotiated the traffic Carolyn) and we had such a good time together. It proved to us that we can do it. We can still get out and have fun. We were there to hear the Deaf Offenders play (Deaf Offender Terry also in the pic above (I'm wearing his hat), but sadly missed most of their act (Goddarn it!). We stayed for the next band and for a time after that - but unfortunately the Dublin Castle let us down, as the toilets were downstairs, down lots of stairs in fact - so we left early, having kept a weather eye on the liquid consumption. The trusty Lenor bottle came in handy yet again as we drove down the Westway into Shepherd's Bush. How handy was that?
It was like old times when we got home. Post-gig pangs of hunger hit and we headed out again for a kebab (Roch) and burger (me)! That's what I call a good night out.