Up early to nail the script for tonight.
Hour drive to do 4 hours of Santa-ing. Gotta be honest, the novelty has totally warn off...it just doesn't feel special, it all feels routine and not at all Christmassy, like a conveyor belt of kids.
Then off to Shepreth for the 'Complete History of Christmas Music' show. Was supposed to have a good audience tonight (including my housemates) but only 3 people turned up - 3 total strangers. But they were so lovely, and Hayley (singer) and myself gave them the best show ever tonight...I don't really care if nobody else saw it, we were fucking brilliant tonight (to the extent we overran by 26 minutes), it's such a great concept for a show and Hayley, who I barely know, added so much character and warmth to it. Those 3 audience members, all of whom sang along throughout, were buzzing by the end of it - we gave them a special night. This is a really strong show, and I'm so relaxed doing it. It runs again in Cambridge next week, nobody will turn up but I'm enjoying myself, at least.
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