It was really annoying watching all our contemporaries get to Europe post-lockdown. Hell, even Matt got to go with his other bands a few times. Exhumed was forever the bridesmaid, having to cancel two, maybe three trips because of bad booking. This year, we finally made it back to the Old World to eat all the bread and cheese. Oh, and Gruesome came, too. So Matt got to go twice, the fucker.
The Long and Grinding Road continued across the Atlantic. The first stop was Scotland for the Lords of the Land Fest. We got into our hotel and the first thing everyone did was get stupid drunk and Adam and Baz ended up wrestling in my hotel bed.