The Crows Gather Over Dundrennan Abbey
I am suffering slightly from UOGB paranoia - its mid January, I’m off my food, I can’t sing, everybody hates me, etc etc, - this usually means that I’m I’m tired and this gig (The Big Burns Supper in Dumfries, Scotland) has taken a lot of travelling to. Not uncomfortable, you understand, but it takes a long time to get from one part of the country to the other. The gig was a matinee, at 2.30 in the afternoon, hence the need to travel the day before.
So on Saturday, I set off mid morning from Kent to London to meet the other members of the band at Euston Station.
UKULELE 'Still life' with used kebab carton (Euston Station)
We were taking the train up to Carlisle, where we would be driven to Dumfries (about an hour away).
Jonty on the train up to Carlisle
The gig was part of a festival called the Big Burns Supper - Robert Burns, the famous Scottish poet, died here, hence the festival (he wrote Auld Lang Syne).
We were without Dave and Richie, so we were playing as a seven piece - Ben Rouse was covering and we hadn’t seem him since the US tour in December - its always great to do Highway to Hell when he’s around. After a long days travelling, especially for those of us living outside London, we got to our hotel,
..................which was a beautiful old place with lots of dark wood furniture.
………..and plenty of oak panelling
………….and one very talkative parrot (with a Scottish accent).
The gig went well, and was unremarkable, other than the audience were highly appreciative. Its good to play in Scotland again, we all had fun, despite it being a rainy Sunday afternoon.
In honour of Burns (the bard of Ayrshire) we played ‘My Love is Like a Red Red Rose’ which was beautifully sung with considerable feeling by George.
I had been contacted a few days before by my cousin Jane, whom I hadn’t seen for a while, who said she was coming to the show and so I spent the evening chatting with her and her family at their home near Dundrennan.
In the morning, after a splendid haggis breakfast, and while I was waiting to be driven back to the hotel to rendezvous with the band, I walked over to the old abbey when a flock of crows frightened me by bursting out of a tree - perhaps thats whats caused my paranoia............
On the way back I caught Jonty asleep and nabbed a photo - I now have Jonty, Dave, Will and Richie in my collection of ‘Sleeping Ukes’ photos.
Expect a ‘Photo Special’ soon……………..