Man the Battlements!It was time for our first trip to the Castle at Bradninch since the festival, and we were up for a revisit of those highs (well, you'd be mad not to be let's face it!). We were chock full of Red Bull and Jamesons by showtime, and although we were a little slow off the blocks, the wonderful Castle dwellers of Bradninch were once again giving us all the encouragement we needed.
There were laughs and cheers, the inevitable fall over the monitors, drum solos, comedy squeaking harmonicas, cheap sexual innuendo and the best room full of drunken dancing people since the last one! Brilliant! Bradninch, we'll back before you know it (Halloween Party Down The Cricket Club anyone?).
Love you lot. Now, we must away to give Taunton a ruddy good going over.
Seeya up the Racehorse!
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