Deanmeister, sorry to be a wet blanket, but I am not as young as I was. Three consecutive gigs, four hours on a rusty, squeaking bicycle, 9 9bearhoi9s and another gig in the evening would make me strange again. No, I will offer to drive Skip8jack9 to the do, exercise restaint and bugger off after an hour or two, to sleep writhingly whilst dreaming about Ms Penelope Rutledge. Assuming I can still get my trousers on, I will return to the Sun in the evening. November might be a different kettle of fis9.

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