Current mood:	accomplished
Current music:	Dead - The Last Army

What else was there for me to do but kick him in the nuts?
Went to see the Barnacles on Saturday down the Buffalo Bar and was promptly recruited as second guitarist by bona fide loony Stuart, skipper of the good ship Barnacle. Rory did some singing too. It was quite a bizarre gig, mostly involving Stuart reading unaccompanied nautical poetry from his notebook or literally swimming across the floor through the bemused crowd while the rest of us doodled in a confused manner. Lots of fun. Shame I had to bugger off to work like Cinderella.

Sunday was the debut of the latest incarnation of the New Royal Family at PopArt's Great Bowls of Fire event down Bloomsbury Bowling Alley. It was the perfect venue for a 50s-themed party and, wooh, what a party it was. Excellent acts all round and a really good vibe, enhanced by the usual hilarity from Dave "funnyman" Rees and his hilariously crap gamess, such as Leader of the Pack (of Cards).

I'd nearly cancelled this one 'cause I hadn't enjoyed our previous gig and I was a bit nervous about doing one without Charley, as she was such a large part of the NRF experience (not to mention the only member of the band bar me to have played every gig up until then). But Richard and Rob did us proud, swapping between guitar and bass duties every other song. Extra points to Rob for dressing up like one of the Pink Ladies too. Jenn held the happy chaos together with some particularly fine drumming.

We did a mix of NRF faves and old 50s classics, although to be honest, it was really an excuse for me to pretend to be Sid Vicious and Morrissey, as all the oldies were songs covered by Sex Pistols and The Smiths:

C'mon Everybody
The Cornflakes Family
(Marie's the Name) His Latest Flame
I'm Only Happy
Something Else
Scotland the Brave
Rock Around the Clock
The New Royal Family Rules Okay

We went down great. Lucy's mum came along and she loved it, which was particularly satisfying. Somebody else described it as "an explosion in a charisma factory". I like that.

Oh, and I won the Best Dressed Man competition for my Teddy Boy get-up. Which was nice. Did anybody take any pictures perchance?

When I got to work I noticed the person sitting next to me chuckle at a message in his inbox. "Is that a member of Showaddywaddy beside you?" it read. Job done.