I'm running this around again cos I've just come home from a pub gig at the Bell in Leominster where Martin
was fighting off drunks and the bloody football, doing a solo gig. He was, as always, brilliant.

At least there were some people in this pub. Makes a change.

Excellent stuff, even tho some drunken guy sat by his side at one stage, poking him in the ribs!

Sal