Saturday, 5 July 2008

Friday night a Riffs

Shame is the decorator was accident prone, but played a mean guitar.

Riffs, a venue on Station Road, produced a night to remember with Bernie Torme and his fellow musicians giving their all. I would like to report more clearly, but I spent the night leering at a fantastic looking lass and realised even I do not need Viagra.

At the end of a memorable evening I rediscovered what my right hand is for…



Hailing a cab!


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