Spent the morning replying to emails; usual session of apologies because things are clashing, and pretending that I can make things when those things happen to be clashing with other things, and hoping that when those things (gigs, mostly) happen I can drive fast or something so I can do everything. It'll all work out, yes? Yeah, probably.
Visited parents; dad struggling but doing his 'brave face on it' thing, mum is well and the dog is mental.
Got my haircut, bought a new jacket and a new suit; that old brown suit I've been wearing on stage for the last 6 years can finally be retired.
I need to get my head around this whole '50 Ways...' film, I feel like I need to put a few more hours into the admin of all of this. Instead though I've been working on the promotion for the solo show. There just isn't enough hours, is there?
Went to Sophie's party and had a lovely time. Spent most of the evening chatting projects to Andrea, and then life to Cathy; both of these ladies are amazing. Jules politely informed me that I'm "going to die" because of my love of scotch egg bars. Cheers for that.
I'm up in 6 hours, for a 12 hour round trip, for an hour show. I've planned this badly.
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