Here goes with 2023 - Bring it on!!!
 

Sat 25th March
The Saturday Blues Club
Hare and Hounds
106 Hight St
Kings Heath
Birmingham
B14 7JZ
4pm start

Tue 28th March
Henry's Blues House
Velvet Music Rooms
200 Broad St
Birmingham
B15 1SU
7pm start

Sat 22nd April
The Chestnut Tree
21 Lansdowne Rd
Worcester
WR1 1SS
9pm start

Fri 12th May
The Wheatsheaf
4 Birmingham Rd
Walsall
WS1 2NA
9pm start

Thurs 1st June
The Swan
18 Stafford St
Stone
Staffordshire
ST15 8QW
9pm start

Fri 2nd June
The Station
Kings Heath
Birmingham
B14 7BB
9pm start

Sat 15th July
Gilbert's Bar
54 Field St
Willenhall
WV13 2NY
9pm start

Fri 21st July
UPTON BLUES FESTIVAL
The Star
3 High St
Upton on Severn
WR8 0HQ
8pm start

Sat 22nd July
UPTON BLUES FESTIVAL
The White Lion
21 High St
Upton on Severn
WR8 0HJ
4.30 start

Sun 30th July
The Gunmakers Arms
93 Bath St
Birmingham
B4 1EH
7pm start

Sat 12th August
The Saturday Blues Club
Hare and Hounds
106 High St
Kings Heath
Birmingham
B14 7JZ
4pm start

Sun 27th August
The Brasshouse
44 Broad St
Birmingham
B1 2HP
3pm start

Fri 1st September
The Station
7 High St
Kings Heath
Birmingham
B14 7BB
9pm start

Sat 2nd September
The Wheatsheaf
4 Birmingham Rd
Walsall
WS1 2NA
9pm start

Fri 8th September
The Broomfield Tavern
14 Broomfield Pl
Coventry
CV5 6GY
9pm start

Fri 29th September
The Castle Inn
2 High St
Castle Donington
DE74 2PP
9pm start

Sat 28th October
Gilbert's Bar
54 Field St
Willenhall
WV13 2NY
9pm start

Sat 11th November
The Saturday Blues Club
Hare and Hounds
106 High St
Kings Heath
Birmingham
B14 7JZ
4pm start

Fri 17th November
The Wheatsheaf
4 Birmingham Rd
Walsall
WS1 2NA
9pm start

Thurs 30th November
The Swan
18 Stafford St
Stone
Staffordshire
ST15 8QW
9pm start

Sun 3rd December
The Gunmakers Arms
93 Bath St
Birmingham
B4 6HG
7pm start

Sun 10th December
The Brasshouse
44 Broad St
Birmingham
B1 2HP
3pm start

 

 

 

An impossibly bright moon was riding shreds of black cloud above as captain Harding peered into the mists ahead. The sea was restless and brooding, swirling around the ship much as a big cat would pace up and down in it’s cage. 

"Don't worry cap'n" said the annoyingly jocular bosun "There's bound to be another way through" 

Their ship - the 'John Wesley' was a privateer - of course, they had Queen Elizabeth's warrant, but they were still basically pirates. 
They had already bagged two Spanish merchantmen this trip and the gold and other loot was below in the hold. 
As they had approached a third merchant ship that afternoon, a Spanish man-o-war had swept around a nearby headland and after a brief exchange of fire, the John Wesley had escaped in the confusion into the costal archipelago they were now trying to pick their way through. 
Now, night had fallen and captain Harding, knowing the Spaniard would still be waiting in deeper water was risking the uncharted waters in search of relief. 
What his investors, probably drinking wine in some London tap house would think of it was another matter - but then again, they were not risking their lives. 
"No need for any more excitement, Mr Chandler" he told the bosun "We only need to keep our heads" 
He looked down at the deck where the crew, having been given a rum ration, were joking around and singing some bawdy ballad, although they were still going about their sailorly business. 
"We've been through worse, cap'n" said Chandler "'tis not our fate to be taken today" 
" It is surely late in the day, Mr Chandler" replied Harding " but we may not have seen the last of it yet" 

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Captain Diego Flores de Valdes stood with his officers on the quarter deck of The San Cristobal surveying the dark coast. He was of noble blood and the desire to find and destroy these British pirate curs was strong in him. 

A barefoot cabin boy climbed up to them with a fresh tray of glasses of wine passing two of the ships concubines who were on their way back below having been dismissed. 

Somewhere along the coast the tide was being pressed through some constriction in the rocks, making a suppressed growling noise that was being carried to the ship by the wind. 

"Naves a la vista!" came a cry from the crow's nest and the officers turned to see two sets of dim running lights on the horizon.