Ooh la la! Pt 2

And so…

Off we were taken to our hotel. Well, eventually, when Eloise could find it! Looks like French girls’ sense of direction is no better than English girls’…but I digress. The hotel wasn’t too bad at all actually…had a great view from our balcony window…

Although some older members of the band couldn’t hack the rock-star lifestyle and reverted to type…

The rest of us settled down outside the hotel for a little catch-up and chill…obviously with the help of a beer or two!

After a brief sojourn, we were picked up again and taken back to the venue to start soaking up the atmosphere and to get ourselves ready for the upcoming show! The people really were starting to arrive and see everything else that was going on…there were other stalls and stuff around the square, and another band started early to kick things off.

We quite liked these guys, they were pretty goo, but it was funny at times as they sang everything in English…and it was obvious they’d learnt a lot of the words from listening to the songs and sometimes the words they sang weren’t real words at all! Anyway…The stage was great, and we were all set for a great evening…

As mentioned in the previous post, we were being very well looked after indeed; there wasn’t anything that they wouldn’t do for us – proper rock stars! They’d even set up a fridge in the changing area back stage and fully stocked it with food, drink and even ice-cream!

But then, something typically British came…dark clouds!

But, not to be put off, Bee Gees Fever got themselves ready – and on with the show!

It was a great start to the show and the Bee Gees Fever boys quickly got into the groove.

Alas, the show did not carry on for too long. After the fourth number, the rain became too much and Bee Gees Fever had to leave the stage – all the electrics were getting soaked and Robin had a little shock off his guitar (Keith reckoned it was when he got something right for a change). We’d brought some proper British weather with us!

The rain persisted for a good 40-odd minutes, and, at one point, it was looking likely that the show would have to be cancelled. But improvisation was the name of the game, and soon lots of gazebos and umbrellas were put up on and around the stage and the show started again!

The show went on, to a fantastic response from the French crowd – it was well worth sorting everything out!

The rest of the evening went off smoothly and relatively uneventfully. We even were introduced to the local drink…pastis. We tried it…it was aniseed – Pernod by our name!!! Felt we had to drink it just to be polite…