It's so hot, isn't it? Too hot. Ridiculous.
Spent the morning working on the MM scripts and, for some reason, started writing a new film - this is the last thing I should be doing right now!
Met up with the guys at midday and over to Shorditch for a wedding gig. Typically for London the traffic was a nightmare (I wasn't even driving) and logistics of lugging lots of gear down a busy street and then down two floors of a trendy venue made it feel like hard work, even if the money is great. And then lots of waiting around as weddings always run late, don't they?
We were good tonight, though, especially when it came to playing the first dance - it was a song I'd never even heard before, let alone play, but got away with it with patronising ease.
Home by 12.30am, kept awake by neighbours having a party. Well, the teenager was having a party because her parents were away. It went on till 3am, I got pretty grumpy about it all, but we were all young once, yeah? Ages, and ages ago.
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