I treated my beloved to an evening with Sandi.
She is an amazing performer, but her band had the upper hand and the sound engineer should have known better.
The fact that the gig was in the old swimming pool and the floor over the top of the pool acted as a sound box, made it an ear deafening night. Luckily I had my trusty ear plugs :-)
I dread to think about the hearing of the young boy in the front row.
It was a lovely night to be out with Ally and it dragged me away from that Swedish crime writer's second book. I'm back to it tomorrow after we get to the Glen, for a belated Easter weekend.
Night night, and shhhhh!