Drive down to Dawlish, where Mum wanted to look at a house. She didn't like it. Don't blame her, it wasn't great.
7 hour drive home. Knackered. Dog farted for 7 hours solid.
Accepted another drum student to my roster (that takes me up to 3, plus 2 schools) which is cool.
Had the best idea for a show. I'll write it tomorrow.
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