Mr Shandy and myself frequently amuse ourselves flicking each other through our favourite Morrissey memorabilia. We often remind each other of stage props and backdrops we have enjoyed across the years and sometimes see an image that would be perfect hanging from the rafters at the back of the...
And so, Mr Shandy and I made it back to the Northern Quarter of Manchester (no thanks to the utter OAFS of Northern Rail). Cat’s still alive. ANYWAY, we had a delightful weekend in Leeds; noshed a few vegans on Saturday afternoon and turned up in the Turks Head gin shop (one up from the...
Film: 20:00 - 20:40
There will be no support act on the night
Lots of tickets left!
Mr Shandy and myself will be enjoying a vindaloo in the (very good) Indian restaurant behind the venue.