Dragged my hungover self over to a lesson with my Saturday students who are far too enthusiastic for a morning...but that's why I enjoy them so much. A 2-hour lesson (a son, followed by a mother), both on good form, went quickly.
Then dashed to A's where I was teaching a percussion lesson in the afternoon (I move in at the end of the month, it makes sense to start teaching there now...) but the student - a new one to me - never turned up. She apologised by email later on, having got the wrong week. I don't mind; it gave me time to reply to emails, re-tune the kit, that sort of thing.
Then off to Hatfield for a festival slot with the band. Thought we were a bit sluggish (hungover?) at first, but we soon clicked into life. Huge, huge crowd, absolutely rammed, we raised to the occasion like the seasoned pros we are and were inundated with love at the merch bit afterwards. We're too good to let this go.
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