8.30 prompt, the lads stumbled onto the stage and after some introductory badinage from Mr Innes, the band set about entertaining what looked like a big small venue crowd of loyal and curious alike. They opened with 'I must be in love' and set the trend for the night.
Reminising about previous trips to Newcastle, making playful swipes at Ringo, I mean Johnny Vegas, I mean Barry Wom on the drums (he's not even the best drummer in The Rutles!) they were obviously having as good a time as we all were. All the goldies came out including a tribute to the sixth Rutle, no longer with us, and a rendition of 'All things must come to pass' and we all did our best to sing along where appropriate to 'Living in hope '(postcode not supplied) Cheese and Onion, Get up and go till finally we had to after a two set night of pure enjoyment ending with Barry's paper tearing and 'Back in 64'.
Shame I couldn't stop long enough to get the desired autographs etc but they did well out of me with a T shirt and a mug. Why do I seem to buy more Rutle merchandise than any other band?
The night was to end with a Friday night domestic fracas which I put up with for 10 mins before getting off the now stationary bus before he bit her ear off and she finished portraying her paranoia at having such a prat for a partner. Oh, its hell up North.
