Dad would have been 66 today. Time is going a bit too quickly. I think he'd be proud of what I'm doing at the moment.
Woke up a bit grumpy in my overpriced cupboard, and declined the free breakfast as I just need to get out. Short walk to Earls Court station, and then a train to Victoria Station. Bit of a delay so called Mum to make sure she's okay, which she is - she's tough, well, she puts on a brave face. Train over to Faversham.
Accommodation is tucked behind a rowdy pub, no towels. Walked down to the venue - felt at home straight away. Sold out show, best it's looked so far - I was totally on it, they were with me, this works, that's a relief! I like Faversham a lot.
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