Walter Lure in the U.K..

Birmingham; Actress & Bishop:  16.10.10

And so dear reader, it was with great trepidation that Madame Tightpocket & myself  hoofed it up the road from Northampton to Birmingham in the old green rustbucket, for the last in the trilogy of Walters shows
  After an exceedingly hot & vastly overpriced 'ruby murray' (thank god for plastic, apparently you don't have to pay it back) we arrived at the Actress & Bishop. If it wasn't for the posters outside you'd have sworn there was nothing happening. It was all pretty quiet downstairs but after opening the door at the top of the wooden hill, it was like opening the gates of hell.(In the nicest possible way). 'Drongos for Europe' were going through their paces. It's been many a moon since I last saw them & they still make a mighty fine punkerama noise.
  Walter & the boys came on stage at about 11.30 & the place erupted, these Brummy folks sure know how to throw a party.

 The bread knife & me decided not to chase about snapping away, but to stand back & absorb the whole thing for one last time. 
 I'll not bore you with the details, all you need to know dear reader, is that Waldo rocked like fuck.

  Many many thanks must surely go to the people at 'stay sick' & the 'dirty water club' for getting Walter over here & making these shows possible, also hearty congratulations to the band (hi Jez) who pulled it all off with some aplomb. Sorry we couldn't hang around for drinks fellas, we had to drive home through the night to be up bright & early to pick up my 12 year old, long haired, wallet draining skateboarder.
 Madame Tightpocket & me drove home a little tired & a little saddened that it was all over.So we made the conscious decision to go & see the Waldos in New Yonkers in late 11-early 12.
  Walter, please don't leave it another 24 years, come back soon. 
We are not alone when we say......
   WE LOVE YOU.

  Chin Chin.