continued..talk about bad luck...mr x carried on driving...then the police stopped us...you were going a bit fast he said...can I see your licence..of course said mr x...how big is your van said the policeman..then Geordie said it was a lorry..the police said you only have a car licence to mr x...oh no..said mr x...the policeman asked if anybody had the big licence and I said...is this good enough..I showed him my licence..I had everything....you will have to drive now..and I´m afraid I will make ticket out to you mr x....Later on we found out,the fine was big....then we drove off...with me driving...we got to the gig..and set all our equiptment up...and during the night we smelt burning...apparentely mr x´s amplifier had blown up...it just ¨wasn´t his day..it cost thousands to repair...needless to say..he got really drunk that night,I´ve never seen such deep depression....he was sitting in the dressing room..swearing and cursing...it was so funny...but so unlucky...
Posted on: Fri, 28 Jun 2013 06:37:31 +0000
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