Day 14, woke at 6 am to what sounded like a giant rip-arse in a shit-storm! our lovely motor home had a blowout! Jeeezusss!!!
anyhoo here is a pic of me holding a watermelon to calm the situation down.
Ok, we arrive in Kingston a little later than planned but still early, Coff and I had a fry up and then walked five miles so I could go to a bookshop ( we were told it was just around the corner and....its a long story, when I got back Darrel and I then hit the thrift stores -yey!
Kingston was the last of our Jeff Beck supports, bit sad really, Jeff, his band and Crew were all really nice to us and have helped us a great deal and we all thank them very muchly.
Coff, Tim and I found a great Indian Restaraunt where we had fantastic Vindaloos etc just before embarking on our trip to Denver, 37 hours! God help the rest of of the Band!
Here is a pic of me holding a small beach ball.