yet again into the Bean Machine (formally known as the Chariot of Farts) and set course forExeter, this time Barry was at the helm.
after the ups and downs as in the vertical inclines and descents the van had to endure on route we had arrive to a very wet very dull and very quite Exeter, or so we though.
After we had sound checked the Venue started to fill up and it was looking to be a good night,
the sound for a small venue was really good.
it was back into the van and we began probably the worst idea anyone has every had, that is driving from Exeter to Nottingham at 1 in the morning and not getting there till half four.
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