I've been trying to write this post for the last few days but somehow time just ran away with me . Fingers crossed I get it finished this time.
So, last Tuesday .... me and Hub set off on our little adventure down to the Big Smoke , all on our own , no boys and no dog. First time in over seven years we've had a night away by ourselves and boy were we looking forward to it. Hubs favourite band was playing , a band he last saw 14 years ago . They don't come across from the States very often but they were playing 2 nights at Shepherds Bush Empire and we had tickets.
We only had a few hours to spare between getting off the train and the gig starting so we had a quick wander around Camden. I used to spend hours here when I was a nanny living in Finsbury Park.. every Saturday this was the place to come.
Still is by the looks of things.
A few tube stops later and we reached Shepherds Bush , passing the Empire on our way to the B + B. We were lucky that we had found one really close , about a 5 minute walk away .
I think at this point Hub was starting to get excited . So we checked in, dropped our bags off, quick wash and change and then headed back up to get a bite to eat before the music started.
But as we passed the Empire about 20 minutes later !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Absolute nightmare . Turns out the lead singer had lost his voice and was unable to sing... gutted, totally gutted . The band have said they will try and play again at a later date but not all of us have the pennies for travel and hotels again. We bumped into one young lad who had came across from Spain to see them ...... he couldn't believe it .
So we ended up going to a shopping centre for a look around, having some Greek food for tea and then watching football in an Australian themed bar which was no more Australian than the room I'm sitting in now!