It was a great honour to be asked to play at Richard's 70th birthday bash at the Albert Hall. I don't know why I was chosen to sing 'Down where the Drunkards Roll' - though I do love the song and had practised it every day the week before the gig. I did the rehearsal at 1.00pm and that went well, despite Simon's absence (courtesy of Thomas Cook). Around 4.00pm I experienced a dreadful attack of stage fright, which had previously only happened to me once before in Toronto on my first gig with Jethro Tull. I literally had a huge panic attack and couldn't remember the song I was supposed to sing! I called Ellen and then wrote a crib sheet which I stuck in my pocket. On being announced, I dropped it nonchalantly on the stage where it landed upside down. Merde! Thanks to Richard and all for a fab night - and here's me terrified on stage with (in my humble opinion) the world's greatest songwriter/guitarist. Cheers, Peggy.
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