Don’t laugh that I’ve never been to Nashville before. I’m sure you’ve never been to Margate so who cares. The plan was simple but also not. I’ll fly into North Carolina to meet Dean and then we will drive first thing in the morning to make it to the Easy Eye Fish Fry.

Instantly things went tits up when my London flight was delayed resulting in an EARLIER flight and via Philadelphia before arriving in the safety of North Carolina and into Deans welcoming arms.

We hit the road early for a chill 7 hour jaunty to Nashville. En route I discovered this incredible mom & pop place called “Cracker Barrel” to fuel up on carbs and 2 gallons of coffee. This very nice waitress taught me all about grits and I was given special treatment due to my funny accent. Thanks ladies.

Us lads rolled into Nashville right on time and thanks to Bobby the lej & Olivia our booth was already set up and looking fantastic. We took all the credit of course.

The Easy Eye Fish Fry was a great success. Live music, food, drinks, freebies and it was only about 130degrees so perfect for a pale English bloke in a pair of jeans.

The next day, we all took a ride out to explore the surronding areas and make our way to where the DicE party would be the next day at the Union Hill Trading Post. Thanks agin to Bobby the Lej (BTL) for loaning me the Gennie Shovel for the day. Such a gentleman.

Friday blurs into Saturday and before we knew it we were back at Union Hill and the party was in full effect. The lads were spinning records and inside McKinley James was blasting tunes. Larry was there dancing and it was beautiful.