My mum's sister (okay, so my aunt) is terminally ill and as her condition worsened over the weekend I dropped my Sunday plans and drove Mum down to Brighton to see her. The right thing to do, a 290-mile roundtrip for a 20 minute visit, but we're not sure if that's the last time they'll see each other.
Got back and was 20 minutes late for the Claudia gig but jumped onstage with a box and played the rest of it. Small pub gig, sparse but friendly audience, I could do a lot worse on a Sunday night.
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