My voice has pretty much totally gone.
Whispered my way through the Harvey show and just about got away with it, with a healthy dose of sympathy from the audience.
HOP was a struggle because we had a totally sold-out room and I literally couldn't talk. Luckily, my choir of Tara (who is basically Kylie Minogue, but a comedian and I imagine lovelier as a person), Eamon, random Scotsman who does Rod Stewart impressions and Dan were on sparkling form and we had a crazy time.
Dom's show was fine as I didn't have to talk.
Cancelled 'Something' for tonight (I know the next act, Olly, quite well so messaged him to turn anyone away) and went back to the flat to drink as much water as possible, have steamy hot showers and eat honey. And sleep. I need my voice to be working.
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