The first Saturday in February. That’s right folks, we’ve made it through January and to our first gig of 2023! So, grab a brew and get comfy for a tale of Wendy(s), a ticketing cock up, Rugby, a Nissan Leaf, Epica and the Underworld. Now, before we begin we need to tell you of one of our famous cock ups… Earlier in the week, T did the sensible thing and as E who had the tickets, E said he did and then T mentioned he had a set too. In typical ET style we’d managed to both purchase a set each and have double the number required. Wonderful. Only we could manage this! With attempts to shift the tickets failing we had no option but to swallow this. Still, could have been worse, too many tickets is better than not enough! The meet point for a lovely Saturday gig was declared as E’s with the crew being joined by honorary member I for this adventure. With T arriving in good time for the first ET crew outing of the year a brew was had whilst waiting for I to make the short journey fro...
Monday. Traditionally one of the worst days of the week with work and what not. However, this particularly grey Monday even by British standards was about to be brightened up significantly by the ET crews latest exploits, mainly a Halestorm gig in Southampton! So, grab a brew and get comfy for a tale of pizza, pint cocktails, chicken shop rage, and a gig thrown in. We do spoil you lot! E was the first to arrive at Southampton central and was shortly joined by T who was already hungover having a night of Vodka (this was a sign of things to come). Not wanting to waste VDT (valuable drinking time for the uninitiated) and to give T a chance for some hair of the dog, the ET crew were soon depositing our bags in our digs for the night and munching on pizza hut pizzas washed down with a few San Miguels. Now, readers of our Skindred post will note last time we visited Southampton we took in the Stable pizza and cider place, but alas this is no more. No doubt another hospitality industry...