7 lessons. On a Sunday. This is going too far, especially after a late (and you could argue, pointless) gig last night. Some of these lessons were Saturday students who I moved over from yesterday.
I've been knackered today. First lesson: great fun, really good. Second lesson: kid was tired, so was I, we got through it. Third lesson: tweaked songs student already knew, but it's progress. Fourth lesson: fine. Fifth lesson: fine. Sixth lesson: amazing (student called it "the best lesson she's ever had from any subject ever"). Seventh lesson: relatively new student, I was a bit intense, I think, possibly scared them off with my enthusiasm.
In the middle of all of that, A and myself went cake testing ahead of the wedding, which was lovely.
I've got plenty of good things on the go (the HG run in the West End, sold out shows with that, some lovely gigs with FH and Greg, the launch of the podcast sitcom, the ongoing BBC stuff, the HG feature-length movie, the wedding, the honeymoon in Africa, the fringe, the (recently offered) FH return tour of China) and the teaching is honestly wonderful, but the balance isn't right at the moment.
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