My wife was excited to secure 2 middle 2nd row tickets for Kate Rusby
at Weston super mare playhouse.
Not a cheap night out or convenient for local public transport.
Quite an effort really, but a special night out.

Ruined by a knobhead hobbyist photographer in the front row [approx seat A16]
An older chap, 50s to early 60's, totally selfishly absorbed in snapping away with his digital camera.
Ms Rusby's set, and this is in a traditional seated dark concert venue, slow mellow, quite melancholy songs,
the atmosphere completely ruined by knobhead photograper's over bright backlit viewing screen
and pulsating flashing green and red LED lights...

Oh and his occasional oportunistic chanced flashfoto snaps.

So after about half an hour of his constant distracting and annoying antics
my blood boiled to the extent of reaching over forward to tap his shoulder
and request politely that he please eased off a bit.

His response was immediately confrontational and aggressive..

A bit embarrassing really only a few feet away
directly in front of Ms Rusby herself...

My anger management skills were seriously stretched when he snarled something to the effect of

"what's your problem, there's nothing happening !!!???"


what !!???

and this is mid way in a particularly sad atmospheric song..


luckily, even in the dark he may have noticed
that even sat down I'm a bit big and imposing looking ?

whatever, he mumbled abit to himself before making a show of putting his camera away.

In the interval I apologised to the couple next to me
for potentialy creating a bit of a stir.
They were completly in agreement, but such nice people they sat there
politely and quietly suffering the infuriating distraction of his bright lit camera.

He might just as well have been randomly flashing a torch in our faces during those bitter sweet sad songs.

Me and him swapped a few sideways glances during the interval weighing each other up..

Other people a few seats down on the 2nd row joined in complaining about mr knobhead photograper, only after he'd got up and gone for a walky..

A member of the venue staff was notified to look out for him..

Lights down second half of concert, he defiantly switched on his camera for about a minute, then switched it off again,
but his 'mrs' then turned on her very bright phone
and decided that this was the best time to start typing away
texting during the first few verses of the next song..

Remember these are not chavvy teenagers, but well grown up middle aged adults,
probably quite well educated and not too badly off..


I tried to settle down to enjoy what was left of the concert
but was still too wound up and stressed [sorry, male fight and flight adrenalin..]

All I really can say is " what a selfish old C***"

doesn't matter what age or social standing people are..

if they are deep down ingrained ignorant selfish cretins.