The early morning cramped mini bus from Manchester down to Cornwall,
with minimal stops and an impatient driver,
convinced me that band life on the road and irritable bowel syndrome are not at all compatible...
Far too much stress and discomfort - any food apart from occasional digestive biscuits was out of the question...

The Manchester gig was crap, the Cornish gig was good..
but I couldn't enjoy it because there were no bog rolls or intact toilet seats in the venue...
The rest of the band were enjoying cider and fish n chips,
while I made my excuses and skulked grimly behind the stage...

Such a very long grueling day until I finally got to the overnight accommodation bathroom...

That was effectively my farewell tour...