The good news is that we're getting them back in August when Jason's mum and Billy go on holiday again. Hooray. And hopefully this time, they won't spend the first 4 days underneath the armchairs in the studio!
The cats return to Rutherglen
Saturday, Part Two
A day of two halves
The hottest day of the year so far, or at least it felt like it, we went up to Tennants on Saturday to watch the Scottish Cup Final. Rangers v. Falkirk; none of us really cared about it except Jason. His team won by the way. You can see him celebrate in the last photo while Central-Belt-Shell has a petted lip. Highlights of this first pub visit were catching up with Michelle & Jess and Tennant's wonderful ale collection. We drank Old Jock and Wildcat. Yummo. After the football, we headed up to Cottiers for Saturday, Part Two.
Bowling for Glasgow
That's right ratfans, the Pupil defeated the Masterrrrr. The good people at AMF give you a printout of your score if you feel the need to gloat and wave it in your partner's face. It's pretty much how I plan to spend my evening. Jason says he let me win. Of course he did.
Puffball skirt and sandals - a girly post this one
More cats I saw on Saturday
Deirdre, Roger and Lorenzo welcomed their new edition to the family this weekend - Scoobie Do. Already nicknamed Scoobs, he is undeniably cute, adorable and any other kitten-cuteness words that you can imagine. Bold as brass, he ran round the house sniffing everywhere, climbing as high as his tiddly little legs could lift him. He's gorgeous. I can't wait until we get to babysit him in June. We are fast becoming professional babysitters. We're getting Danny back for a weekend soon and then again for T in the Park. Then we'll be getting Bonnie and Clyde again in August for a fortnight followed by Danny again in December. Phew. I love them all though. I'm so glad we get to look after them all.
The Hidden Masters
Up at Michelle and Gregor's first for some pre-gig cocktails, we hotfooted to Sleazy's (yes, again) for a late night gig. The Hidden Masters rarely perform before midnight and it must have been closer to 1am when they took to the stage. It was just then that I found out they had shrunk from a 5 piece to a 3, two of their former members being in or going to London. Didn't matter, the remaining players easily filled the gap. They were superb. We were lucky enough to get right at the front, so I got great footage (again, apologies for the sound, it's just a wee camera) of Golden Hair, Rolling Thunder and Reading my mind (sic). If you listen out, you can hear all of us singing and cheering along at some points; I joined in on the chrous of Golden Hair.
Gotta love that cowbell. Bless that drummer Johnny, he's just mesmerising, both as a drummer and a singer.
The Hidden Masters; always a great night out.
Bonnie & Clyde
Cheap & Nasty