It turns out I have had gigs before that weren't so easy, or were memorable enough to write up:

Coventry - at the snooker club - a gig so bad that it even caused a road accident for one of the acts... sort of.

Then there's the recent Cardiff Gig which was challenging, but worst for the opening act.

Then there's the gig at which falling over was the funniest thing I did.

And a bit of blether about one of many joyous Cradley Heath gigs.

To be honest, this blog's full of my reviews of my life, but I can't be sure any of it is worth reading.