Tonight was quiet because of the same pre-Crimbo lull that affected last night. But it was still great. Even though Matt nearly became an amputee thanks to Dan Terrashima.
Dave Plans was moaning so I drove him, Mandy and Steve to Burton. I had to pick a night with freezing fog and icy roads, didn’t I?
Burton is as lovely as ever, it always makes me nostalgic going there at night, reminding me of when I used to catch the 103 to practice in my first band, 21 years ago.
I didn’t get any pics of the town but I did get some surprise pics of the actual ice crystals in the freezing fog. It was a beautiful night.