Despite my modest rating, we were paid 10 quid extra. Perhaps it was for ending our performance early to make way for the disco?
No, this wasn't a military function although bunkers are not unheard of. It was a golf club do. No scruffy attire allowed...so I sneaked in up the fire escape.
We have decide to call ourselves 'Neville and the Kneetremblers'.
'Find your enemy and shoot him down - everything else is unimportant.'
