Last night we well and truly rocked. In fact we practically bouldered, if you see what I mean. On Wednesday night we barely gravelled, and occasionally sanded. Tonight we’re pebbling, or perhaps touching on stoning. And I think that’s about as far as I can push that particular metaphor.

Brief pause as Fyse goes on stage carrying two dead rabbits and a shotgun.

Having been out there, I think I’ll revise my estimate. Going much better than I thought, and the audience are really responsive. The family Fyse are out there somewhere this evening, so looks like they’ve caught a good’n so far. Hopefully we wont have anymore duff performances.

In other news, I’m in the process of growing some bonsai trees. Think I might start posting some ‘work in progress’ shots.

Right, back to the stage again…