The gig on Saturday was a bust. After walking an hour in drizzle to get there, because all of the busses had stopped running by 7pm for some fucking reason. The first act was a rapper who was good, but he didn’t seem to know what his pedals did. The second act were in a genre I like to call obviously mates with the organiser. They were awful. Between that and the fact that just about everyone there was younger than me by at least two decides, I bailed.
Which is how I saw in the New Year watching Rocky Horror Picture Show.
The Dr Pepper ribs were also a bust. There’s more recipes that need a rack of ribs and I’m going to be out near Morrisons (only place that sells them near me) on Saturday, so I might try another recipe on Sunday.
Beyond that, had a pretty good day. And not been up to much.
Will
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