Fri June 8th 2007
It took the best part of 7 hours to drive here. I don't want to sound like I'm moaning but we hit traffic jam after traffic jam in the best afternoon weatherwise I've seen in ages and arrived just in time to go onstage.
I was nearly passing out with travel sickness and Ralph was seeing stars as it was that hot backstage, well, back in the shoebox of an excuse of backstage.
It may be because we felt shite but we certainly didn't enjoy this gig - I spent the night throwing up and was as sick as a dog the following day, which was a 25 degree scorcher.