I'm pretty sure the pain I have in my stomach is just bruising, feels like it anyway. All good, pretty sure it was from my hardware case.
Still bugger all from the actors for Sunday, just a bit rude if anything. I've got enough of us, well, 4 of us, to make this happen. Spent quite a long time this morning replying to emails.
Dowsing and Fred's House stuff clashing somewhat - my diary is looking a little ridiculous now and most of it is unpaid stuff. Come on Paul, priorities!
Lovely meeting with Helen, who is doing my PR for the four shows I have coming up. She's really good, and quite direct when I drift off in conversation. She's also sorted me a solo back in Essex.
Spent the afternoon working on the concept for the online musical, the music for which we will be recording this Saturday, assuming the pianist is still up for it. I mean, he was the other day, but he's stopped replying to messages, JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.
Evening band meeting and meal as we prepared for the long journey ahead without our genius lead guitarist.
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