Hi everyone. It's Matt Stein here - lip trill apprentice and king of the 3 finger shuffle. I was a part of the Wellington junior band back in the day and now and, after a bit of a hiatus, have been playing with the band since 2011. I'm part of the solo cornet section where all the real work is done. We cop a regular bollocking from our tyrannical MD but we know he only does it because he's jealous we play the most superior instrument.
After getting back to the ranch at around 1am we set off this morning at the leisurely time of 10am. First stop was the Desford bandroom for our last rehearsal there. It was just a light blow polishing up a few terry tuckers and adding a touch of debonair as we ease off towards the big day. There was time for one last visit to the local Morrisons supermarket for a feed and then we were off to our next stop - Rugby.
After a walk through the traditional English town of Rugby we kicked on with tackling the tour of Rugby School where the great game began. We were led by a classic lad, Mr Sweeney, with plenty of yarns. He led us on a very educational and informative tour about the history of the game of Rugby and the grand old school which is one of the oldest in England. After Mr Sweeney told his final story we moved on to the part of the day everyone was looking forward to - another curry night.
It was another spectacular meal and a great time to enjoy hanging out as a group without any music in front of us. It turns out the British don't use much modern technology at restaurants. Even with our seemingly simple option of a set prices banquet we managed to get the curry house into a fluster with extra poppadoms, bevvies and the odd dessert.
Time to head back 'home' to the hotel for a good nights rest. Less that 48hrs to go. The countdown is on.
Matt #fizzingmate
Pat's patriotic boxer shorts. Wheres the pants?
Checking out part of Rugby School. Very Posh
Scrum on the Rugby School field. Kieran 'big man' Smith as hooker.