We got down to a tube station, which had a rude word in it. If I can say GIG, I will say Cockfosters, if that is ok, and we headed into the big city. We didn't catch the tube, we just went there to see the sign for a giggle! We paid our five pounds, should have been two, because my car is only the size of a shoe-box, and we found a parking place not far from the Hammy Apollo. We had time to go to all the trendy places to buy some nice clothes, and my credit card took a big bashing.

Vinnie went in search of food, where as us girlies eat like birds. Eat very little, that's what I meant.

We were meeting Carla, the Hobbits photolady at the GIG, said it again, ha ha ha, but we lost Vinnie in a crowd of French fans who were going home after Mary Pierce got beat at Wimbledon, hope Timmy wins, eh girls?

We found Vinnie outside trying to buy a unofficial T-shirt off some guy, who kept looking at our legs, as we were wearing our Burberry mini-skirts, which look great after a good tanning session I might as well add, and Carla turned up and in we went.

We saw some familiar faces, there were two cute guys from Galahad who told us they were trying to kidnap Martin Orford on August 1st to stop him playing the Whitchurch gig, but, I said GIG again, sorry, so Vinnie heard this and sent a text to the Prog Police who are going to park in Poole with shotguns ready for this to happen.

The lights went down on came the band who looked about the same age as my dad and uncle. I don't know too much about Yes as I said, but I did nick the singers set list when he played a harp. Set list is below dears.

After every song, I was so glad we could all stand up and clap, I was happy with this, because my thong was killing me, must wear M&S knickers to a another big GIG, said it again!

Marie went out for a drink towards the end, so I gave her the car keys so she could get the car ready for us out front.

The show ended, I said show there, not GIG, said it again, and we went outside ready to get into the car then Vinnie started to get all excited. He said Jon Anderson had run out of fags, and could we give him a lift, I said ok, and in he got. All these screaming girls ran after us, and he told us he was happy we picked him up. We dropped him off and that was it, Vinnie had got all his cd's singed so he was a happy froggy!

Got home around 2 am, went straight to bed, no time to take make-up off, too tired.

See you at a gig, Whitchurch is next for us girlies,

Love Jo xxxx.

Set list.........
Siberian Khatru
Magnification / Don't Kill the Whale
In The Presence Of
We Have Heaven / South Side of the Sky
And You And I
To Be Over / Clap (Howe Solo)

(interval)

Birthday Song / Show me (Anderson solo)
Six Wives of Henry VIII etc (Wakeman solo)
Heart of the Sunrise
Long Distance Runaround
Tempus Fugit / Silent Wings of Freedom (Squire / White solo)
Awaken

I've Seen All Good People (encore)
Roundabout (encore)