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Summer Tour 2003

An impression of our summer of 2003.

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Stonework

Stonework

Day one of the tour sees us play at Telfords Warehouse in Chester. The heat in the low ceiling club was incredible and the band started the tour losing a few pounds in weight. We stayed at Sandy's farm just across the border in Wales, where he entertained us and watered us till the small hours. Next is the Sheep Festival in Presteigne in East Wales. The crowd were great and sales of "Welcome to Dun Vegas" got of to a good start. Great hospitality again on our second visit to Presteigne. The third gig was in Dartford Central Park on a sunny Sunday afternoon. Great atmosphere with people of all ages dancing the afternoon away. Tom could not make the first three dates so we had Seamus MacLennan from Skye deputising on guitar. He did really well and kept us all amused with his dry and not always clean humor. Next morning we say goodbye to Seamus, send him home to Dunvegan and head of to the Dorset coast to stay with Charlie at the Mitre and Square pub in Worth Matraving for a couple of days off.

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Charlie

Charlie

After sunbathing, sightseeing,sessioning and sipping for two days we have to say goodbye to Charlie and pile back into the bus to head along the road to Cardiff. We decided to give ourselves plenty of time to see some sights.

Avebury

Avebury

Next up was Avebury. We all thought this was one of the most impressive stones. Innes especially liked it. You can see from the photo that it began to rain heavily, given that four of us are bracing ourselves and Roddy is wearing shorts. Tom was due to meet us in Cardiff so he is missing from the photo.

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Brian and Marie

Brian and Marie

The next gig was always going to be fun. Brian and Marie Roberts from Kinver near Birmingham had seen us earlier in the year in Ayr and took the responsibility of putting on a gig in their local Community Centre. They put in a lot of effort and pulled off a great night for everyone. We ended the night back in their kitchen, sessioning till the wee hours. We very even introduced to Satan the pet tarantula. From here we went on to our yearly visit to Hebdon Bridge. It's a mad wee gig but it is always a favorite with the band. We have got to know the place quite well. Dave and Eleanor from the Trades Club always look after us well and give us a relaxing time.

Food

Food

The next gig was in Newcastle and you can always relay on the Geordies to jump about and go mad. The ceiling tiles in the Opera House Bistro were jumping with the decibels and every time we hit a certain frequency dust fell from the ceiling onto Leighton and his keyboards. That vas very amusing. Pictured hear, we absolutely stuff ourselves in a great "eat all you can" Chinese restaurant. York was next up. If we though Telford's Warehouse was hot this was ridiculous.Fibbers was roasting. However we sweated through it and the dancers kept us from fading. The next morning was an early start as we were heading to Dublin for the Irish leg of the tour. The Guinness was great and locals were as receptive as ever. From Dublin we headed down the road to Waterford where we were to spend two days and do three gigs. Once again we found the Irish audiences to be right up for some Celtic Boogie.

Sleep

Sleep

The tour was coming to an end and all that was left to do was the ferry and six hour drive to the Sidmouth festival followed next day by the ten hour drive to Glasgow and the six hour drive home to Skye the following day. We hoped the gig would be fun to make our lives easier. We were not disappointed. The marquee was packed and the crown went mad from the first number to the end. We had a really good last night and the big journey home no longer seemed so bad. It was homewards to bonnie Scotland after that. Till next time...

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