With the band show cancelled due to poor ticket sales that gave me a little extra time to pack, and head down south a little earlier.
Housemate very kindly gave me a lift to the station, and then I caught a train over to Kings Cross, got lost on the underground for a bit and then eventually (via the wrong carriage) to Weymouth. Walked to hotel, which was very nice, and slept...a long day, mostly fuelled by anxiety for the tour which starts, er, tomorrow.
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