After a heart stopping moment when we nearly withdrew from the competition when three of us could hardly talk because of our colds, we decided that the show must go on and we competed as planned. Ironically, even though we were all singing at reduced levels and Rob our bass had virtually no voice at all, we finished midway in the rankings with a much improved sound score.
Unfortunately our colds cost us several places in the ranks and lots of marks, but given the circumstances we were reasonably happy with the result, and called at a pub for a de-brief.
On the way back home we were stopped by the police for a "routine check", but when they couldn't smell alcohol on my breath (as the des. driver, all I had drunk was diet coke) we were allowed home.
We've now got the rest of the week to recover before our next gig which is an emerald Wedding Anniversary, on Saturday next.
We've all told our wives that we need lots of TLC, and that man flu is the worst disease in the world, but for some reason they all laughed - funny, that!!
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