The boy on keyboard was playing the doors rider's on the storm as if it was last days. I was agog.
Turns out there is a flood of Russian refugees in our village. Almost all, young educated nice kids not wanting to get shot. Fair play to them, but no clue. None at all.
Bit of a fucken shock though, offering a nice couple a seat beside you to listen to the music as we were reet close to the music and they've flee'd Russia and ended up sitting right beside us!
When I got to the bottom of who these folk were and the displacement timeline, I asked the whole crew (maybe 40) to join me at the local Hogmanay bash. I reckon it'll be a 2 grand night and you know what, I simply couldn't give a fuck. SWMBO who arrives on the 31st is gonna be well shocked.

Fuck it though eh? Man up or fuck off. Protect the weak, show compassion, that's it. Ho-ho-ho.
