My dad had a fall last night, left him in a bad way. It feels weird that he's now in that age bracket where he's having 'falls'. Really shook him and my mum up, but they got him settled eventually. Bit annoyed I wasn't told about it until much later.
Meanwhile, I'm hungover in Lincoln having crashed on a hotel floor there. To be honest, it was fairly comfortable, but to then dash to 4 hours of rehearsals for the 'Make or Break...' show was painful for my weary body.
Rehearsals were good, this show will be great.
Gig with Aidy and Dave in Cambridge, not quite as tight as last night but enthusiastic, if small, audience. I think I was on good form, socially, tonight - making lots of people laugh etc, doesn't always happen, most of the time I can't be arsed but I just felt like I was nailing the whole 'people' thing this evening. The headliners, Travis Waltons, were bloody awesome.
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