We did a gig in a garden for someone...it all appeared to be going well until the host disappeared then reappeared, with a lawnmower. He started mowing a strip of grass just a little way in front of the stage. We finished off the song then decided it was maybe a sign he wanted us to stop...he looked up and expressed surprise that we had...Apparently he was just thinking ahead to after our 'bit' and had decided to set up a little area for a bit of golf wotsit...If that wasn't enough, a little while later as we went to get our food...a man we know came over to us, dragging along his reluctant daughter, saying to the band, as we stood together, (all men apart from me,)...what you need is some female glamour in your band...I didn't cry but I felt like punching him...boohoo!