Andy Goodtimes
25-07-2011, 09:45 AM
Had an eventful Saturday night/Sunday morning…
Firstly worked with an awful band that emptied the room and made me struggle to get everyone back in from outside once the band had finished torturing them. Finished at 1am and got packed up and away just after 2.30am as it was a big show and also I had to wait as the band had 2 Balingos and a car that were in the way.
40 miles from home and the fuel was well below a quarter as we were pulling off the car park, got a couple of miles and rounded a bend to a chap sitting smack in the middle of the road so had to brake and swerve round him…ABS works…lol. We pulled up and went back and talked him off the road but he was not all there…not drunk, dementure I think, anyway he wandered by the roadside aimlessly and then sat back in the middle of the road so I called the Police, next thing a lorry rounded the bend and took his head clean off, it was the most horrible thing, the Police arrived a few minutes later and kept us for statements for about 2 hours.
Set off again and the fuel light came on and then a few miles further the garage we normally use on that route was shut, we got 7 miles from home and the engine conked. Called the RAC and they said it would be up to 2 hours as they would have to go and get at least 15L of fuel as the pump wouldn’t kick in proper with any less and we would get air locks, next thing the Police arrived and said they would have to wait with us as we were on a duel carriageway so they put their strobes on and chatted with us till the RAC eventually arrived. Felt daft running out of fuel, its never happened before but the RAC chap said we were the 4th that night. Got home at 7.10am.
Firstly worked with an awful band that emptied the room and made me struggle to get everyone back in from outside once the band had finished torturing them. Finished at 1am and got packed up and away just after 2.30am as it was a big show and also I had to wait as the band had 2 Balingos and a car that were in the way.
40 miles from home and the fuel was well below a quarter as we were pulling off the car park, got a couple of miles and rounded a bend to a chap sitting smack in the middle of the road so had to brake and swerve round him…ABS works…lol. We pulled up and went back and talked him off the road but he was not all there…not drunk, dementure I think, anyway he wandered by the roadside aimlessly and then sat back in the middle of the road so I called the Police, next thing a lorry rounded the bend and took his head clean off, it was the most horrible thing, the Police arrived a few minutes later and kept us for statements for about 2 hours.
Set off again and the fuel light came on and then a few miles further the garage we normally use on that route was shut, we got 7 miles from home and the engine conked. Called the RAC and they said it would be up to 2 hours as they would have to go and get at least 15L of fuel as the pump wouldn’t kick in proper with any less and we would get air locks, next thing the Police arrived and said they would have to wait with us as we were on a duel carriageway so they put their strobes on and chatted with us till the RAC eventually arrived. Felt daft running out of fuel, its never happened before but the RAC chap said we were the 4th that night. Got home at 7.10am.