Travels With The Corrds

Being the first one asleep, and being the most disciplined out of the three of us (as far as waking up goes) Andrea was up first and showered before Sadie or I had opened an eye.

Sadie was next and then, of course, this night-owl… Despite the aforementioned comfort of the Travelodge, I had slept very little.

Once in the van, we set off for Livingstone in nice weather, happily devouring another of the Smarties Easter Eggs which Sadie had brought on the previous weekend, and being amazed at the sheer hugeness of the orange that came out of Sadie’s packed lunch. Then came the trick with the lighter and the orange peel, which I made a little video of, but turned out a bit naff, really…

When we arrived at Chicago Rock in Livingstone, we were much chuffed to find that it’s a part of a McArthur Glen shopping complex (similar to Cheshire Oaks, which is the nearest one to us) and, after depositing our stuff in the manager’s safe office (no dressing room) we girls went for a wander around the shops while Derek and Dave settled down at a table for some food.

The shops were good, although we didn’t do much spending (I spent all of 50p on a pair of sparkly earrings, and Sadie bought a purse and some rabbit food). We headed back to Chicago Rock and ordered some food from the most miserable waitress in the area (the food was lurvely, though) and then we went for a wander around upstairs in search of dessert (Cookie/Ice Cream shop – closed, and McDonalds McFlurries – also closed) before heading into the Wetherspoons next door for some nice ice cream and a waffle thing, and generally to veg out and have a few laughs. After this we still had time to kill so we wandered into the bar area of the China Glen and were soon joined by Dave to sit for a while in collective boredom until it was time for us to return to Chicago Rock, and the ladies toilets to get ready for the gig. The ladies toilets in any venue are a strange place – men would scream and run after about 5 minutes, I reckon. I nearly did, myself!

Once on stage (after being followed all around Chicago Rock all day by the usual od shout of ‘It’s the Coooorrs!’) we started the show and found, within seconds, our first fan – a blonde-haired lady, who danced and clapped all the way through with such energy that we sometimes wondered where she had escaped from! Other interesting characters were a bloke who studied Andrea almost in the manner of a fictional private detective, and an imitation Eminem, giving the instantly recognisable disconcerting looks of a regular nightclub predator.

It was another great gig, however and the set went down great as always. After the show, one of the managers brought some free drinks to the safe room (which we’d now adopted as a dressing room, despite the cameras) and we girls found time for a massage (well, Andrea) and a couple of funny videos (Sadie doing an imitation of herself onstage… in reverse!), and then it was time for us all to get back in our van and travel back to good old Scouseland, and our very own beds.

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