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I HAVE a guitar student coming first thing. She’s getting on well and starting to apply the new techniques to her playing.

There’s a bit of work to be done in the studio before we have lunch and head into Glasgow. Trying to kill a few birds with one stone today.

First we meet a pal on the south side to check out a venue for gig we fancy doing together next month. Once done we drive to the west end where I have a haircut appointment…then we go to pick up some shopping.

Then the fun starts. As a special treat, we’re going to the Crabshakk for an early dinner then going on to see our pal Catfish Keith.

We’ve never been to Crabshakk before, but we’re pretty impressed and the food is great…but…we’re just getting the bill when I have that ‘uh-oh – I’ve eaten something that I’m intolerant too and am not gonna be well’ feeling. We get a mile along the road and I have to get Margaret to stop. I jump out the car and deposit my dinner in a fairly out the way spot on the pavement. I’m hoping that might be that, but previous experience hints that this isn’t gonna end well.

We carry on the the venue – Baljaffrey Parish Church in Bearsden – and get seats close to the door and bog. I’m not feeling too tricky but we have a blather with Catfish and Penny and give them the heads up that we might have to bail at any minute.

Sure enough, after the first song I have to dive outside and throw up. Not good. Margaret comes to find me and we decide it’s best to cut our losses and go home. Then the spewing every 15 minutes nightmare starts….

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