Had a call from one of my school mates at tea time.

“Ey up Roc”

“Now then Dog”

“Want to come to London tomorrow to see Roxy Music, got a spare ticket”

“Well you could have given me a bit more notice”

“Yeah, been meaning to ring you all week”

“Ok then, whats the score”?……..

So I am off down the smoke on the train from Chesterfield in the morning to once again see the fave band of my youth. 

Fishing will have to wait.