Another bank holiday. Up late. Too much toast for breakfast. Spend day feeling vaguely bewildered. Keep thinking I’ll do recording, then remember I can’t. Do tidying up though, which is nice.
In the evening to the VAC – many faves in attendance, strangely populous for a bank holiday. Play Learning to Crash and River Rise, with a capella-ish opening. Make up nice bit of schtick about bows and musical instruments.
Home too late, to bed too late. Ho hum.