I am battling a sore throat, it is a rough deal. I finish work and then have a shower. I walk down the estate to the train station, the pavement is still frozen so I wander down the middle of the road, I shift to the curb when a car passes. The station office is still open so I purchase a ticket there and then wait for the train, on duly arrives and after a short while I am in town. I should have gotten a later train because I am there too early so I go for a walk around town, the Christmas lights make it pleasant to bomb around.
I am still early when I go into the club. I thought I had money in my wallet but I don't so I am nursing a pocket full of change. The first band takes to the stage late, they use a projector which is controlled by a laptop. The laptop crashes between songs and takes an age to reboot. The band make a nice sound, I watch them disassemble their kit and watch the next band set up. They hold torches between their teeth as they assemble the drums.
They are only a four piece, I assumed there would be more people in the band. The keyboard player enjoys himself throughout the gig. The band come off stage after an hour and don't play an encore. I catch the last train home from the station.
I walk through the estate on the way home but continue too far and end up walking across the local field that is still covered with snow and is home to several half finished snowmen. The sky is a lovely colour, a dark red or purple. I try to take a picture but it fails to capture what I see.
