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Howdee doodee pardners? Why don't y'all kick back and feast your rootin' tootin' eyes urn may laytest good ole buoy does what it sayes ourn the tein laag taype thang. See? Perfect Welsh, I am quite a cunninglinguist y'know? nudge nudge, knowwharrimean? By the way, keep those bids for that stage stuff coming in, we've had quite a few now, the largest bid so far is from from Mr S.T. who bid £500 each for Ricks and Francis' stage shirts... If you have made any kind of a bid though don't worry, cos all bids will be considered at the end of the tour. Remember folks that it's for charity, and even if you don't get a Quo shirt, you should give a bit to the charity of your choice anyway... it's that time of the year. Newport. Based in Caardeef for a few days, started with a day off there, serious lick of paint in town, we're staying at the old docks, fantastic new hotel, surrounded by a really, really shite estate. I have never felt as petrified as I did walking through it, you get a real wake up call sometimes as to what it's like out there. Windy shitty weather in Newport. I had a funny moment during the show, a bird in front of me was on her mobile to her man, at least I think it was her man, and I asked her if it was for me. She said yep, and bunged me the dog. While the GOMORR was bunnying to billy, I was chatting to the lovely Keith. For the benefit of our Namibian readers, it was like Who Wants To Be A Millionaire phone a friend, (Keiths bit to be read in a welsh accent): Rhino: Hi Keith, Rhino here.. Keith: Oh, lovely now Rhino: We've got your bird (can't recall the name-sorry) on £125,000 quid, with your help we can get her down to 8p. Keith: Great... Rhino: The next voice you hear will be your bird Bird: Hi Keith Keith: Hi bird look you Bird: What band have I come to see? Is it- Status Quo, Status Quo, Status Quo, or Status Quo? Keith: Oh dear I don't know, could it be Nana Maskouri isn't it? 
Maybe the Welsh translation doesn't come over too well but it certainly was strange, one of the most bizarre moments for a long while. Plus which my favourite band, the Manic Street Preachers are Welsh. Hey, only kidding, top fans, you make such a lot of noise, plus which you got Super Furry Animals, claarrsss!!! We were actually not sold out here, hey, if you didn't come, you missed out, not all us lot in the Newport Centre, we had a great time... Seeooo, yah, the Queo charabanc rolled on to Bristol, ye old Colston Hall. Paid for by Mr. Colston, renowned slave trader of that parish, Massive Attack won't play there, good on 'em, serious, but you got to move on, I think, and everyone, regardless of creed, race, or colour is more than welcome at a Quo show.. Unless they support Stoke, who are top of the fuggin' league at the moment. Cack sound, and the first meet with the TV crew, who are going to be with us, and I mean with us, on the bus, at the gig, the hotel, yes mate, we're doing an, if you will, rockumentary.. sorry...just watching J.Lo on TOTP OK, blimey, what a top bird, oooh, suits you sir.. where was I?... oh yeh, the gig.. rockin. Shit sound, but easy to get over when you see people going completely ape, which they were, mark my words, ladies, gentlemen and goddesses who throw underwear in my general direction. 
I'm covering this tour 3 shows at a time, and as I am getting older, and need to get out more, Nottingham was fab gear, yeah, the girlies were going wild, the screaming was so loud we couldn't hear a note we played, and we got mobbed outside, plus which we had an orgy which involved 5 bottles of Babycham, a party 7 and some Black Magic... we know how to live in the post Cuba generation. LEGALIZE IT!!! Pass me a reefer, I need to get blocked.  PS. Well done to the seven, that's right... SEVEN real men who decided to kick the shit out of Alan, one of our truck drivers, outside the gig in Nottingham. Now that takes real guts. They also punched the catering helper (a girl) in the face. Is there no end to these men's heroic exploits? Tossers or what? 
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