After the gig, outside the venue, there was the assortment of friends, including some that were going to be going back in for the private party with the band. And the crazy lady* trying to persuade my friend to get her in so she could hand this flyer on some Jehova's Witness related website to FoN's front man. 'Rescue me' my friend whispered in my ear but there was no escape from all that intensity other than they going in and me disappearing pronto and hoping crazy lady doesn't realise I live right there across from the venue. Apart from that slightly uncomfortable episode, a very good evening of music and friends.
* Yes, I know that's not a word I should be using. She probably needs help, she probably isn't getting it. But this is a very difficult person to be around of, makes me (and not just me) spike up in anxiety and stress.
