Sunday 10th May 2015

See, I could never be a businessman, a proper one, because I'm into the arty stuff too much. I know technically I co-run a record label, and I have this idea of forming a TV production company (because none of the current ones are *that* interested in me) but today confirmed where my priorities lay...I'm all about the show, even if it loses me money.

That was a long day. I left the house at 9am (an hour later than planned, but I'm an artist, not a morning person) and drove to Cornwall. Deepest Cornwall. The sat-nav on my phone, whilst brilliant, is just obsessed with going via Milton Keynes. No matter where I'm going. Was it made in Milton Keynes? Is it endorsed by Milton Keynes, if being endorsed by a town (city?) is a thing? Either way, Milton Keynes looked quite shut today, due to an accident, so I followed signs to 'south' and eventually my phone cheered up and got me to my venue, 6 hours later.

The show was in a museum. Sue, who runs it, was really lovely, and I'd messed her around a little bit with the performance dates before agreeing on this one, but she'd plugged it well - if you Google the show that performance is the one that comes up a lot. Let's be honest; the locals weren't really interested, but she'd done more than most venues have done and I appreciate that. An audience of 9, all of whom felt awkward about the size of the venue compared to attendees, but they warmed to the situation eventually...by about 10 minutes in I had them, completely, and I kept them onside. The feminism stuff is working really well these days, that's 2 shows in a row where I've really got big laughs out of this tricky old subject.

I made a slight loss out of today; we're not talking much here, probably a tenner or so. And I was on the road for 13 hours, which has made my legs a little achy but this Joe Jackson live album I've been listening to has kept me going. Some days I just want to be Joe Jackson - what an intelligent, witty, complex songwriter he is.

I've enjoyed myself. People on Facebook politely praise my courage for digging in and keeping on going. To me that's not the case - I've made 9 strangers laugh, a lot, today, that's a good thing, yeah? I'm happy enough. I need to read more, and eat less scotch egg bars (4 today!) but it's all good.