So hungover. Got woken up by Griff, who was walking around the apartment with a croissant hanging out of his flies, pretending it's his cock. That was a strange start to the day...
Long drive home - seriously, I know I say it every time, but can't they just leave the roads alone a bit? So many roadworks, but no people working on them, just lots of angry and frustrated drivers.
Got home eventually at 4pm, quick freshen up, and then off out again - this time for a solo show in Long Sutton. Was a bit wary about this one; the venue is a new one, the management seemed concerned.
Audience of 12, looked tricky at first and the opening 10 minutes was as ropey as anything, but eventually it all calmed down and they all laughed at the right time. The new bits worked well. Top audience, actually, they looked frightening but they were so nice. I'm so tired, but I pulled that one out of the bag tonight, somehow.
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