Juan Albion
Chicken Sniffer 3rd Class
Why don't they ever take a rest?
Went on what seems to be becoming an annual pilgrimage to watch Roger Hodgson (ex Supertramp) on Saturday. Rog was great, backed by a 50+ orchestra and a 20+ choir. But the first part of the concert was spoiled by the woman in a seat behind me. Yak yak yak, even in the quietest moments. If she wasn't yakking, she was cackling with laughter. Peace was only restored when she received a double-barrelled Paddington stare from Juanita and myself.
I've noticed that this is an increasing problem at gigs - people who show no respect to their fellow concert-goers or the performer by yakking incessantly. Sadly it always seems to be a female thing. Good heavens, woman, if you want to gossip, stay in the car park.
And breathe. . .
Went on what seems to be becoming an annual pilgrimage to watch Roger Hodgson (ex Supertramp) on Saturday. Rog was great, backed by a 50+ orchestra and a 20+ choir. But the first part of the concert was spoiled by the woman in a seat behind me. Yak yak yak, even in the quietest moments. If she wasn't yakking, she was cackling with laughter. Peace was only restored when she received a double-barrelled Paddington stare from Juanita and myself.
I've noticed that this is an increasing problem at gigs - people who show no respect to their fellow concert-goers or the performer by yakking incessantly. Sadly it always seems to be a female thing. Good heavens, woman, if you want to gossip, stay in the car park.
And breathe. . .