Annoyingly early start. I like teaching, but mostly because it often doesn't feel like it's a 'proper' job, but when I have to get up at 7am, it does.
The school was fine today, it's the week before half-term and everyone's a bit knackered - the students and the teachers, but I have enough ideas to get us through it.
Took Mum shopping and she talked so much about Dad's death that it really got me down. I appreciate it's been three years, only three years, and she is struggling with it, but it makes me struggle with it, too, when I didn't think I was.
Both private lessons were fine tonight. Not as exciting as yesterdays when I could see real flickers of imagination and the unexpected buzz of "wow, this is great progress" but that can't happen every day - I'm becoming a good teacher, but it can't all be glory. Today's lessons were fine, I was happy with how I structured them and both lessons overran because they were working hard.
Evening had a stand-up gig in town. New promoter, who maybe I got off on the wrong foot with initially in our FB messenger chat, but a great promoter who knows how to pack out a room. Weekly. Amazingly. I opened the second half and went down so well the promoter has now offered me a headline slot, and I'm also guesting on a podcast this weekend.
I'm falling in love with stand-up again, and it was nice to catch up with comedy chums Joe, Dan and Nessie, all of whom I like to just hang out with, let alone share a stage with.
The only slightly negative thing is that my 'tight ten' - my set which is going down the best, is mostly old stuff, at least 7 minutes of it is. I get I'm wrapped up in writing plays, but I probably need to be writing more stand-up-ee things soon.
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