December will be magic again.

Even in these hard times we can all be assured that December will be a little change. I’ve noticed everyone is taking extra effort with their decorations this year to try and create a little Christmas spirit. Yes it’s going to be odd with the limited travel and the lack of parties (although I suspect some people will still have them anyway), and no gig on New Year’s Eve is certainly going to be strange.

I’ve really been quite well prepared this year, and in general we are very well prepared for the future. An impeding hard Brexit is not leaving me with an easy feeling as I am absolutely sure there will be trouble ahead if we do. We need a deal with the EU. A bad deal is better than no deal, but try telling that to the fuckwits in Parliament.

But I get into politics, and you don’t come here to read about politics.

My latest geeky purchase is a Samsung Galaxy Watch 3. I’ve upgraded my Galaxy Watch to it.

Note to self : you have tried Android Wear and you’ve tried Garmin and you didn’t like either.  Stick with Samsung.

The latest one is pretty much an iteration of the previous one but with extra features and slightly less weight, although I have had to sideload some of the features as they are not yet approved for use in Europe or the UK, and our regulators are still focused on COVID-19 vaccines (the first of which we already have now).

The first feature I gained is ECG. A very good tool for health monitoring, especially as I near 50. I’m already older than my dad was when he had his heart attack and keeping an eye on the electrical activity in my heart can be a good thing (although it does help if you can read an ECG rather than just relying on the software).

Secondly I gain a blood pressure monitor. Now this is definitely useful, as someone who can’t actually remember the last time I had my blood pressure taken it is a good idea to monitor it.

My readings show it is slightly elevated, but not a concern provided I keep an eye on it and make sure it doesn’t rise too much. Anything over 140/90 is considered high blood pressure.

However when I’m relaxed it has been as low as 115/73 so I’m not too concerned.

I suppose the thing raising my blood pressure is this…

Yeah I finally got my PVC tie! A friend on Instagram pointed me at them. It’s from a company in the Netherlands called Mr Riegillo. ( https://mr-riegillio.com/ )

I did have to give it a covering of latex polish before I could actually tie it though. It really doesn’t slide, even though PVC looks as smooth as hell it does actually grab against itself.

Anyhow, that’s my little update. Have fun.

Adventures in Doncaster

So it was Jake’s 27th on Saturday. He decided he wanted to go around Doncaster.

He also told me he was going to wear his new rose gold pvc jeans (ASOS, pretty much sold out now).

Not wanting to overshadow him I decided to go fairly vanilla – just a pair of jeans and an Oxford shirt. But when I jokingly said that I was thinking of wearing the PVC suit he said “mint!”.

Ok, I followed his intention…

It wasn’t too warm a day so I thought perhaps I could get away with it for a while.

We arrived in Doncaster and immediately I was a talking point. Loads of people commented on the amazing suit. Jake looked stunning in his outfit. Very metrosexual – quite flamboyant.

I was driving though so the only drinks I could have were Mocktails and low alcohol beers.

The night went as follows:

The Gatehouse -> The Wool Market -> The Gin Rooms -> The Red Lion

We left after the lion as my pvc suit was getting a bit clammy. It’s a great looking suit but it’s not really practical to wear on a day in day out basis.

Another gig weekend.

A very strange weekend.

Friday night was a late one for me. Hannah was in Bridlington and I was called out. A great but busy finish to a hectic week.

Saturday

Saturday was somewhat of an unusual day. A weather bomb was set to hit us from about 2pm, and sure enough it did. Rarely for this country we were forecast freezing rain and snow. We went to see mum. Her dogs are bonkers!

I had to go shopping for groceries before the weather bomb hit, and as I was on the way home it stated to drizzle. The roads became very slippery really quickly.

Thank God I got these…

Luckily we didn’t have to go anywhere else – although I had contemplated Asylum (our local fetish venue and a bit of a haunt for me), but the weather put me off. In the end I watched Krampus (great Christmas horror) and had an early night.

Sunday

Sunday, Unusually, was gig day. It’s very rare we gig on a Sunday with the covers band. This week’s club was local to me (Firth Park).

Not a great load – upstairs – although there was a small lift. It helped a lot, but it could only take one speaker cabinet at a time so the load in and out took a long time but wasn’t too tiring.

We set up in plenty of time to rehearse the new song (Pink). We did it so quickly we actually managed to put it in as an encore!

The bad thing about Sunday gigs though is that all the members of the band appeared to be loaded up with sprouts. It was very windy backstage!

To wrap up a long evening, I arrived home at 1am to find a dickhead had parked overlapping our driveway by a good 18″. I consider myself to be quite good at reversing and I struggled with this one.

An 80th Birthday

It might seem unusual to have a rock/pop band for an 80th Birthday, but the birthday boy has followed us for a number of years now so it seemed apt.

The hotel it was held at was a great place. Top end of Heckmondwike; a place called Healds Hall.

It was an early start as we had to be set up by 6. The load in was quite easy although I think the staff were very surprised when we kept loading more and more boxes into the place though.

Setup went well. It was the first full length gig for a while so we ran through a few of the songs we’d not played to just brush them up. Strangely, the last few gigs had all been around an hour performance time. We had to be silent at 6:45 as the special guest was arriving for a “meal in the restaurant” but he was then told the restaurant was very busy so they were in the back room…

Surprise!

The first set was a blue suit set. It felt a little tight on me and even though the scales show my weight hasn’t changed I need to keep an eye on that. It could be that my newest jeans all have stretch in them and I’m not used to a rigid waistband? After all the waistcoat and shirt felt fine.

In-between we had food. That, for me, wasn’t great. No detriment to the food, but as a vegetarian any mention of buffet or hot buffet fills me with dread. If it isn’t the mixed sandwiches cross contamination hell, or the “has it got meat in it” roulette with quiche, it’s the hot buffet “that’s your entire vegetarian choice” which contained aubergine. I don’t like aubergine.

The chips were nice though.

For the second set, after much threatening and teasing I wore the PVC suit. Dennis had been searching for one for himself and like many others who weren’t quick enough when I told them about it, he’d missed the boat. He then ribbed me about it onstage… Twat.

I combined with with the new shirt I got from River Island.

I looked good. Kinky good.

Sadly that’s where the good ends, as I’ll never wear that suit onstage with Face the Music again. 45 minutes in a plastic sauna suit under hot lights… Nope nope nope nope nope.

I suppose the one amusing thing was the stereotyping thing… Apparently shiny suits like that are usually worn by gay men.

Yeah whatever…

I’ve got thick skin. I don’t actually give a toss.

So, back to normality for a few weeks. And next time it’ll be back to normal jeans for the second set.