The Hills have eye's

Played at a wedding last night. It was one of our Trombone players daughters who had got married. He has four daughters so he has really got to start saving up. It was the small Band and the sound was extremely tight last night. Usually at weddings you don't get that many dancing. Maybe a granny or a couple of kids, but last night was the exception and a really nice group of people took to the floor for most of the evening. On the way home, Doris, my Sat Nav, suddenly told me to take a right turn. It was pitch black and for once I listened to her. This took me down a track no wider than my car, and straight into a farmers field. I have to tell you now that it was like one of those spooky films , and I had to perform a 23 point turn to get out of their fast. I think Doris was having her revenge for me not listening to her last time?