Hoover and I arrived at The Abbots Way in Plymouth on Friday to find that the pub was shut. It's 7pm! The pub CAN'T be shut!
We peered through the windows and there were lots of ladders and decorating debris all over the place. Oh dear.
A couple of phone calls and we find that the landlady who we talked to only 3 weeks ago has been replaced by someone new who knew nothing about us and had closed for 3 weeks for a refit. Bum!
So back to Exeter we went and spotted that our mate Martin Weller was playing with the BobKatz just along the road from us. What a bloody good night that turned out to be! Well impressed - these guys are really tight! Check em out!
We peered through the windows and there were lots of ladders and decorating debris all over the place. Oh dear.
A couple of phone calls and we find that the landlady who we talked to only 3 weeks ago has been replaced by someone new who knew nothing about us and had closed for 3 weeks for a refit. Bum!
So back to Exeter we went and spotted that our mate Martin Weller was playing with the BobKatz just along the road from us. What a bloody good night that turned out to be! Well impressed - these guys are really tight! Check em out!
posted by Heather at 8:10 pm
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