Wednesday 29th July 2015

Spent some unexpected quality time with Dad today, mostly sat in Waitrose car park for hours on end as Mum did the shopping. I get a feeling he planned this, sometimes it's nice to just spend hours saying nothing - it was valuable time and with a couple revelations that have got me thinking. 

Then drove up to Preston. Pathetic, ludicrous journey that took 5 and a half hours. Venue was really busy though, nice space above a pub, and it was run so well - brilliant management who plugged me like crazy. Performance was erratic tonight - I was fiery, fast, and scared the shit out of them at times. They loved the reggae stuff, and surprisingly the Ronnie Rosenthal song at the end got the biggest laugh of the night. I really divided the room tonight - half of them loved it, half of them really didn't get it at all. Felt like an achievement though to turn up to a random venue hours away and have such a good turnout, I really am doing this at the moment. Made a loss on the show, though, not a huge loss - I'd say about £20 or so when you work out fuel costs. Not the end of the world, but not a living, is it?

And then 4 hour drive home. Home by 2am. My phone and emails are buzzing with so many opportunities at the moment but I just haven't had a second to reply to anything.