Finally, I've found some time to write to my blog. Not that I've been busy, more.. lazy I think.
Sunday was a total adventure. Carly phoned and we met up and walked our dogs down the lane where I always go. This time though we let the dogs off the lead (Bobs was acting a total nutter) and went a little further down the lane. Carly wanted to see the river so we sat on the bridge over the river and Diesel swam in the river while lazy Bobs just paddled. After that we went about 2 metres further than the bridge to find an open gate that had always been shut when I had seen it before. So this time, I couldn't pass up the chance to not see what was on the other side before it was locked again.
It was actually a bit stupid of me to wear flip-flops and boardies that day. Past the gate was a grassy field and I got stung by a few odd nettles at times. After that, parts of the deep river to wade across. At least I wasn't wearing trainers like Carly, coz hers got all wet and squelchy.
We came across the old, but very narrow train track. To be honest, I can see why it's not used anymore. It's built right next to the river with no barriers between them, and on a windy day the tiny train obviously used to fit on the track would get blown off into the river, and the passengers on it would die. Note to self: Torrington's ancestors must be pygmies.
That was all last week and since then I've faced the exam lark and the huge backlash of coursework we get as a result of 'becoming' year 11s. The science exam was hard, and the RE exam bloody hurt. My hand ached so badly afterwards. But now I am focussing on my major project for Graphics, which I really should be working on right now.. maybe later, right?
Last week was pretty blissful, from Friday onwards. Devon County Show was a lot better than I thought it was going to be. Saw some turkeys going gobblegobblegobble, held a cockroach and a giant snail, and collected a load of free junk (apart from the free Muller Corner, that was good!). We also watched the freestyle motorcross and Katherine got the riders to sign her poster afterwards.
Friday evening I went to go and see Jeremy Hardy's stand-up show. It was very very funny, a few things I didn't understand, mainly political, but most of the people there were adults anyway. Megan seemed to have a good time. Some very funny quotes I recall, perhaps a bit too rude for me to say!
On Saturday, I worked, so nothing special. Some food exploded in the microwave, so a little change to my routine there, but merely a distraction to stop me peeling the potatoes.
Sunday was the best Sunday ever. Me, Jeri, Steff and Charlotte headed out for a spot of shopping in Exeter before our excellent night. I bought a Talking heads CD, and we stopped for lunch in Starbucks, and then sat out on the green listening to the funniest laugh ever.
After driving round the roundabout lots and lots of times, we got to Exeter university for the One Night Only gig. We ended up round the back, and met two great new mates, Grace and Rosalie. We then all decided we'd try and sneak in through the back entrance. Got into the corridor, One Night Only's lead singer George Craig comes out and says hello! Then he walked into the main room, leaving us all starstruck, and kicked out by security. I think everyone else died on the spot.
After all that it was only 5.15, so we hung out around the back some more, and saw the Wallbirds, one of the support acts, who I had seen twice before, hanging around by their tourbus. Plucking up confidence, I dragged everyone down to say hello to them. Jeri needed a straitjacket. They were dead nice, posed for pictures and all. Me and Jeri then gave them the bracelets we made and Walt, who is like super hot, kissed me and Jer on the cheek. My heart melted then.. ahhhhh..
It turned 6 so we headed round to the front to queue up to get in. We traded numbers, took pictures, and pratted around. There were 2 dudes who were behind us, Joe and Andy (Joe was hot too) who climbed up the wall and peered through the windows and sat on the rails. I laughed so much when Andy grinded imself up and down the railings, did he not feel pain?
After that we went to speak to Pip the photographer, who was sat down on the step with a nosebleed, poor dude, and Joe told us about some of his gruesome accidents.
About 7.45 we got into the venue, dashed to the front, and were in the middle to start with. The Rumur came on at about 8.15, they were proper amazing for an unsigned band, the whole crowd was jumping. They did Devon proud that's for sure.
Next, the Wallbirds came on, wearing our bracelets, waving to us as they did. I was so so happy then. As they started off with My Boots and carried on with their set, they kept smiling and winking at us. It was such a great feeling.
A bit later on I screamed out "VALENTINE!!!!!", my fave song by them.
And then they said "This next song is called Valentine."
I can't believe it, they played a song for me. I blew them lots of lovely kisses back as gratitude.
The crowd were getting thirsty so the Wallbirds threw bottles of water at us. Directly at us. That was good.
At the end of their set Walt lent down and gave me their setlist. Chris also tried to give me a drumstick but I was too short and the girl next to me ended up getting it. I was totally buzzing.
That was all before One Night Only came on. It was mental. We threw the bracelets we made for them onto the stage but none of them noticed and the evil tech guy took them. We started a shower party of our own throwing bottles of water everywhere. George was indeed gorgeous that night, in lovely white skinny jeans. Mmmm..
The encore, he came on alone and played Sweet Sugar. The rest of the band came on to play Just For Tonight, pandemonium. I bruised my chestbone as we drifted several metres to the right.
At the end of the show we hung out around the bar and the Wallbirds signed my setlist. As we left the venue we headed round the back to find Charlotte's mum parked in her car. She said we could stay til 11.30, and that was enough to wait for One Night Only to come out. I got a picture with gorgeous George and the whole band signed my ticket. It was a great night just about to end, with The Wallbirds giving us hugs and high fives goodbye, and Walt doing Steff's dare of kissing Charlotte's mum on the lips, which I really wish happened to me now.
Brilliant night.
Today in IT I saw a picture of Chris playing at London's ULU wearing our bracelet. I was so happy.
We'll go see all the bands again once they head down South. ONO in Plymouth, the Rumur in Torquay and the Wallbirds wherever they're playing in the South West again.