Did I mention Jock’s parents were in town last weekend?

Oh, Jock’s parents were in town!

Friday night they arrive. We dine at the Bristol Flyer. Have a flashback of my Hollywood days as we sit across from an actor from the series 24 in an episode we saw the night before. I get way more drunk than I would like to in front of his parents, and once back home, excused myself to bed.

Wake up 8AM to cook a big breakfast for everyone (feel a bit nauseous) – eggs, bacon, pancakes, toast and tea! Scrumdidlyumptious.

Saturday noon – hed to Harbour Festival and have a beer to make my stomach settle.

Lunch with a forced smile:

Get my face painted in their “glamour eyes” style (yes, I am eight years old):

It was the biggest festival Pauline (Jock’s mom) and Dave (dad) had ever been to. I ask them about seventies rock concerts, and they explain that back then concerts weren’t really available to people outside of London. All my romantic visions of the crazy sixties and seventies fade. Fireworks go off after the VV Brown concert and we are left looking a little stunned: