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Following the example of our venerable colleague Les, I frequented a very nice purveyor of quality kebabs post-gig last night in Kingston-Upon-Thames. By the time we got there (about 1am) they had sold out of lamb donner, so I had a chicken donner instead. A little greasy, but quite palatable. Our visit all went without incident, but I found out this morning that after I left, the guitarist's missus was involved in an altercation with a bunch of lairly, drug-fuelled, loud-mouthed clubbers, who took exception to her simply because she's Asian. She's a fiesty lass, so she stood her ground, but although there were no physical injuries, she got pushed around and called some things that I won't repeat here. I hope (perhaps in vain) that when the perpetrators woke up this morning they felt thoroughly ashamed of themselves. A sad end to an otherwise lovely evening.