Well, that was very Monday, wasn't it? Went into the office for a spot of freelancing then couldn't work the new padlock on the gate to the car park. Got in eventually, worked for 6 hours, didn't achieve much and it just all felt a bit tense and tired.
And then...well, why would you change the code on the padlock without telling those who are parked in there? Half a fucking hour later I got out.
Still, had an hour to kill so on a whim bought a load of new bed linen. Like a grown up. I've got loads of that stuff already, but...it was on offer, I'd just been paid, that's the kind of guy I am.
Confirmed 2017 tour shows in London and Hartlepool.
Hotmail account suspended for 24 hours because I've sent too many emails.
Evening had a cracking time filming Christmas film scenes with Emma and James, both of whom seem surprised how slapdash I make my movies. It's all in the edit, it's all looking great.
Got back and confirmed my recording dates for the Freewheeler album - I'd blocked out a lot more time than needed, so suddenly I have 5 or 6 free days in October which I wasn't expecting. Which is great, because I've got two shows to write and various others to worry about.
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