In this climate of pay to play, hope to get paid to play or not get paid to play whatsoever, this true , in script format, story fits nicely in with the generation gap.

Young Frontman; "Wow !I`ve been given 100 tickets to sell for our next gig!"

Me; " I suggest you sell them then between you all then."


YF; " I can easily sell all these on my own!"

Me; " Get on with it then".

YF; " If I sell all of them myself , do I get to keep all the money or do I have to share it out?"


Ten out of ten for trying methinks!

really, you couldn't make it up!

YF: Can I have a lift?

Me: Yes .But today it is only a piggy back,sadly, oh Lanky One.
There is no rain, the gig is a mile away and backline is supplied.

(Que Eastenders themetune).