So much of last night's show didn't work, which is worrying considering it's the 57th time I've performed it. I reckon it peaked around the 30-mark.
Bit hungover.
Taught three private lessons (first one: fine, second one: unexpectedly awesome, third one: student getting scared of forthcoming showcase and I'm not sure if I did enough to help) and then back home to tidy the house after last night's show/party thing, before sorting out teaching schedules whist listening to the disappointing Spurs game. My schedule for next week is daft; lots of teaching (I've taken on two extra students, even though I said I wouldn't take on any more - basically I'm only taking on students who I think would be fun to teach) plus a West End run with Dom. This basically means lots of double-bookings, but it's all working out.
Wedding prep course in the evening, all fine. I'm a proper grown-up these days.
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