Well worth a click, this image, might help with the captions.
The band who have carelessly forgotten to sack me were playing in North Durham the other Saturday. It was a great night, and over £8000 was raised for Cancer research from ticket sales, charity auction proceeds and other donations.
It really is a pleasure to be associated with such events, as they do some genuine good, and are not just expensive excuses for a great many people to get very very drunk.
Needless to say, a great many people got very very drunk - but it was in a good cause, and so perfectly fine. I seriously doubt that some of the auction lots, such as the bag of logs, would have gone for large amounts of cash without a little help from the wine and beer. Still, every little helps, as the saying goes.
So, it was a great atmosphere and our co-performer, Charlotte, did a lovely job getting everyone in the mood. I'd better not say for what. Suffice it to say that our performance, when it finally arrived, can only have been a disappointment.
That said, it could hardly have been more of a disappointment than the buffet. In this band, we sample a great many buffets - this one was the worst so far. Burnt food, dry sandwiches, cheap sausage rolls - and very little even of this inferior fare. The Derwent Manor should be ashamed of themselves.
The food did not spoil the night, because people's goodwill is far more formidable than any meanness of a hotel. Thank goodness.
On with the captions: (click on the image to biggerise it)
1) The ever lovely Chris, adorned in party balloons. One to treasure.
2) A look down onto the stage, where Tony keenly blows the lighting rig.
3) A further look down onto the dance floor, soon to be heaving. Oh yes.
4) Christine and Jason, chilling-out before the musical onslaught.
5) The disgusting spare ribs - burned to a charcoal crisp.
6) Jason attractively models the programme. Thason.
7) Katie is drinking, here. I don't know what Katie did next. She sang a bit later on, if that helps.
It was a late finish, and my car would not start as I attempted to leave. Thanks to Paul, our trumpeter, for the use of his most excellent jump leads. Waiting an hour or more for the RAC to turn up might have taken the shine off such a good evening.
I thought each numbered image would enlarge separately from the main one!
Such is your legendary fame for funky picture effects - cf. first ISIHAC picture - that we now expect the miraculous on each posting.
Glad it was a good night ... shame about the buffet. I hope somebody complained.
Posted by: Liz Curtis | December 02, 2006 at 10:18 AM
The light was poor and the quality not great on many of these shots, hence the cheat. I am undone.
I believe almost everyone complained - but in a happy and laid-back kinda way.
Posted by: AndyC | December 02, 2006 at 11:42 AM
You made the waitress cry Andy, by calling her a silly little buffet burning whore.
Posted by: Jason | December 03, 2006 at 10:45 AM
So?
Posted by: AndyC | December 03, 2006 at 10:53 AM