enjoying being the gibbering loon

Up, somehow, and do morning preparations.

Into Walker, where I finalise another Maisy thing. Another minor hoo-hah seems to be sorting itself out.

Meatballs for lunch: worth commenting on.

Get home (having gone via my Pa’s to pick up a package) at around 16:30, do some guitar practise and final hoo-hah packaging up.

In the evening to the VAC. I’m quite enjoying being the gibbering loon who appears between my songs, though doing 100 Horses (the other song was Care, FWIW) was tough as I insisted on doing it far too fast.

Lots of fabulous other acts, too.

Home v. late.