We had to leave Leeds for the last time that morning. Leeds, what a nice place.
The venue in Nottingham was right across the street from a giant Ferris Wheel!
Flyer in Nottingham for that world famous hardcore band Sick Of You All. Really. Same font and everything. Really.
Gavin at the venue in Nottingham (you know, where the Sherriff is from). The venue was whacky but ended up being a lot of fun. Gavin made a pen holder for his sweatshirt. Here he is, showing it off proudly.
Pulled Apart By Horses in Nottingham. The venue had an apartment above it and the manager told us to not go up there because there were two "huge man-eating dogs" who didn't like strangers. Thanks for the warning!
I realize as I'm posting these pictures that there aren't a lot of pictures of the actual venues or the shows. As lame as it sounds, you hit a point on tour where many of the venues look the same and every show starts to feel lot like the last. I apologize for the lack of exciting show pictures but they'd probably just bore you, anyway.
We stayed with the promoter who promised us lots of room in his house. He failed to mention that he lived in a filthy, ramshackle house full of crap. Here's Jeff by a window that's been so overrun by ivy that it's started to grow inside along the walls.
Close up of the invading ivy. Yes, people really live like this.
This picture sums up the house pretty well. Broken dresser, dirty stuffed animal, empty beer can, Francis Bacon painting.
Luke was having about as much fun as the rest of us. Everyone eventually passed out and thanked God we were only staying for one night.
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