The bosses from the team I'm freelancing for were all in a meeting out of town so I wasn't needed today. Again, that's why I like the flexibility of this role - it meant I could revel in the glory of last night's gig a bit more than I should have done...had some sleep, watched some of the footage. Fuck, we're good.
Updated my schedules, adding in another bunch of shows, and started editing Bits of Me Hurt. That'll take a while, though.
Long drive up to Kirton, which was pretty much in Scunthorpe and much further away than I thought it was. Found it, eventually. Big venue, much bigger than I'm used to - it's an old town hall. Not a bad show tonight, gave them both shows, so was on stage solo for 100 minutes (with an interval), 'Getting Lost...' seemed to appeal more than 'Inadequate...' but that's mostly because the latter has lots of Facebook references and this audience were, in the nicest possible way, of an age where perhaps they don't use social media. Still, this is the sort of venue where I really used to die on my arse, but it was nice tonight, if unspectacular. 5 and a half hour round trip, 100 minutes on stage, home before midnight and a few quid in the pocket - it's all good.
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