Night Train to Nowhere

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With Melody at the New York fashion week marsh was lost for what to do at the weekend after a hard week at his new venture (vinyl record collecting & selling). He had arranged to meet Rocksey at their favourite drinking venue, The Leyland and Venture a quaint English country pub where Rocksey could go and not be bothered by people wanting selfies, He was just one of the locals there and he loved it.

Well it turns out that Marshe’s new venture had morphed into collecting and not selling no not selling a single one of the records that he bought. I had accompanied Rocksey this weekend as it’s always fun to see the mess Marsh ends up in at the end of the evening, and I was sure this evening would be no different.

We met Marsh at 3pm after I’d dragged Rocksey around the village taking pictures, as normal Rocksey got bored with me taking 20 pictures of each subject very quickly until I suggester some portrait pictures of Rocksey for his new album. this had the same effect on Rocksey as christmas morning to a six-year-old.

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In to the pub we strolled Rocksey did his James Bond and skimmed his hat towards the hat stand, it missed as per normal and clattered a table of drinks, to which i had to buy the people another round of drinks. nothing change I say to Rocksey, one day one day I’ll get that. Marsh was already in the pub sat in the corner looking out over the river already with a couple of empty glasses on the table beside him. “you want another I asked ” “is the pope catholic” was his response “the same I guess” I asked all Marsh did was nod. Rocksey was now reclined on the leather armchair next to Marsh asking about his new venture. (now any of you who read my Blogs will know Marsh isn’t a drinker by any stretch of the imagination)

The day passed quickly Marsh always two drinks ahead of Rocksey and me knowing the mess Marsh would be in later. All of a sudden marsh jumped up from the table and stated He had to catch the train, (with melody away he had no choice) and off he dashed. As soon as he left the pub Rocksey began to chuckle then laugh, what are you laughing about I asked , Marsh Rocksey sobbed Marsh, you know he needs his glasses to read anything, well while he was at the bar it turns out Rocksey had coloured in the lenses with a marker pen which he always carries just in case an autograph is required. You did what I asked, I coloured in the lenses he will be like Stevie wonder when he puts them on he wont be able to see anything.

Oh how correct he was Marsh had run on to the station and put on his glasses to read the departure board and couldn’t see a thing and in his drunken stupor he thought he heard his train announced on platform 2. Marsh knew where platform 2 was so made a dash and jumped on the train just before it pulled out of the station.

Bad move Marsh had jumped on the Non stop sleeper train to Edinburgh, now Marsh didn’t discover this as he’d fallen asleep, until well into the journey. We knew when he’d found out by the phone call Rocksey received just before 11:50pm. What am I going to do he shouted to Rocksey, “don’t worry was Rockseys response check into the Belmont Hotel in Edinburgh and I’ll see you tomorrow I’m playing in Glasgow so we will swing by and collect you, oh and charge it to the band tour expense. Rocksey again couldn’t stop laughing, Marsh and Drink really don’t go together the really don’t… and he’ll never learn ! ! !

 

Roll on Spain in a couple of weeks roll on Rocksey shouted towards me as he disappeared through the lounge door . . . . .yes Marsh and Rocksey were off to Spain for seven days without any chaperone …

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