Sherman very kindly gave me a lift up there early afternoon and I navigated him round the entire City of Peterborough just to get to our Travelodge. Owen and Neil were already there as was Cheryl and with Eileen on her way, this would prove to be a HSH haven!

Actually Cheryl lived up to HSH name this weekend. She was an Angel cos she kindly offered to drive Sherm and me to and from the gig (i.e. so we could drink). And she was Lost because

a) this was Peterborough - the most awkward place in the world to go from A to B

and...

b) hey, this IS Cheryl we're talking about here!

Anyway, the first abuse of privilege was to ask if we could go via Woody's hotel where, according to his daughter, he was already in the bar!! *shame!* We downed a quick couple of pints with him (£3 a pint with a napkin) and I did my best to embarrass his son Josh on his 12th birthday. We sang to him way too loud for a sedate hotel, spilt chocolate cake on the floor and Woody put a sink plunger on his head. As you do.

Cheryl had promised to get the Cresset early, to meet with Gill and help Harvey set his gig up. 14 wrong turns later and we were there...!!!

We blagged out way in as all was shut and were just in time to hear the band going through their soundcheck. For me it was particularly interesting to watch the band behind the scenes, working at getting everything just right. The attention to detail that goes into getting that "Sweet" sound is amazing. Monitors tweaked up and down, KRS making tiny adjustments everywhere. Sherman got his first hearing of Lost Angels and Windy City. Being 2 newer numbers, the band were still working on the arrangements - Steve and Andy deciding how to double up the guitar solos then all four singing acapella to tidy up the "ahhhh" harmonies in Windy City. Just for the record, Bruce was NOT singing the wrong notes.............Tony was just putting him off, that's all!!

Tony started dabbling with the bass line of Turn It Down and a debate started on whether they should play it tonight....or Set Me Free. I wanted to shout out "DO 'EM BOTH!", but thought better of it. As it happens, neither made the setlist on the night.

It seemed there was little for us to help with so we went in search of the Cresset Restaurant, about as easy as the Peterborough Road System. In the end Sherman and I opted for a liquid lunch, where we were soon met up with other HSH regulars. Woody's lot arrived, Josh it seems was now 14 and therefore allowed in the bar.

I gave all my ready cash to Kevin, Carl and Henka in return for Sweet goodies before getting into a major hoo-hah about ticket allocation with my colleagues. Who KNOWS where you ended up Uncle Stewart, but I trust you saw the show from somewhere!

The support act was nice and went down well enough, though I must admit my attention was elsewhere. The 007 theme came on and Bailey Boy started pressuring me to get out and go down the front. I was reluctant to move before Harvey Goldspink as it was HIS gig after all, but within 20 seconds of Hellraiser starting was firmly in my poll position - staring up Andy's nose and playing bongos on Tony's monitor!!!

The band crashed through the set, it was a joy to hear those new numbers again. Tony's singing really suits that style and I hope the band make these regular features in future.

Andy sang Dream On as a dedication from Harvey to his wife. I saw them have a little cuddle and did I detect a little tear in Mrs Goldspink's eye? A sweet moment.

Tony and Steve Grant fought it out for the "larging it up" rocking trophy whilst Brooce was noticeably awesome with his drumming. Almost as good as his finger shadow puppets! Mr Scott was on fine form, almost throwing everyone by launching into the Nursery Rhyme Medley on the spur of the moment!

As for me, I multi-tasked by swapping between air guitar and air drums with consummate ease, playing wherever they needed me really!

It was a big set, a long set but like all good things it was over too quickly. The band came out and did loads of signings and photos with everyone, we just managed to scramble one more quick beer before closing time. A resounding success all round.

We owe an enormous debt to Steve "Harvey" Goldspink for laying on the whole thing, not just Peterborough but cajoling the band into doing new numbers in the set. Yes I am eternally chuffed that I got to see the band 3 times this week, for me its all over for a while but their show goes on ands they're now taking Germany by storm. There's just a one off summer gig to look forward to and another Glitz tour planned for next year. I'll miss Cockroach etc but I'll be down the front "Poppa Rumbo"-ing like a good 'un as usual.

Andy DID say they're playing at Shane Ritchie's 40th birthday party in a couple of weeks time...now THAT would be a gig to get into! I wonder if they'll need an "air-bongo" player....?

Well....I'm glad I didn't have anything else to say on the matter! I'll collect my Verbal Diarrhoea Award - otherwise known as the "Baba O'Jimmy" - on my way out....