CABIN FEVER!
from my bunk i see vast towns marked by their orange lights, from far away they resemble the last knockings of a bomfire......and so on, on the shambles tour bus, toot! toot! off to newcastle and bye, bye birmingham, the one that sleeps the bunk below stops singing n writing only to sleep...our welsh driver's a bit handy on the wheel, he was anxious to start the long haul up north, "got to get up before the wind start its nonsense boy'o" the bus was swirvy, wirvy for sure jo big 'ol double-decker that from the front bunk looks like it's about to smash into every low bridge that comes along....and so cabin fever has struck, they'll be arguments on the way, but whiles there's music and love and romance....Chev guitar tech gave me too light strings on me guitar, and intsead of changing them, he asked me "have you got used to those strings yet?"....not (can i give you the right ones, but, have you got used to thew wrong one's?) Dot say's: "that's a genius lack of ownership of problem" (please look out for more DOT SAY'S) Back to Chev..."well when you buy them i'll change'em,"...that reminds me, must get my poket money, (comes every wednesday)......fast forward
.....wednesday
now in aberdeen, last night was newcastle, wow what a town, who'd of thunk it, riot! riot! pete was on form, must be the crowd was looney tunes, they broke through the barriers time over untill the stewards could take no more and show was off, set done so no problem, the best one so far.... that day bumped into all the shambles getting suits from a little shop called Attica, that they proudly wore that night until trashed by pullin' hands (like a scene from "poltergeist" in the swiming pool) how do ya spell that, not like that for sure....anyway cabin fever past and safely in abbers...i hear that it's all made of granite and is (slightly) radio active...and long term residents are well who knows? will all be revealed.....
THE MORE THE NORTH THE MORE THE WILD
R.N.L.I
love XXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
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