Saturday 26th of August, 2000
I sleep for a few hours in protest.
Get up feeling tired - think I should do the exercise that I've been putting off since Thursday, but decide that it would only make me tireder. Laura calls to say that she's got a seat on the 12:00ish train home.
We are due at the Pleasance Over the Road at 4:30 for the Nicholas Parsons show, but there is no sign of anybody (inside the room is a performance of Puppetry of the Penis. Yes, that's right). Pete finally verifies that it is the wrong day, and we are to get back tomorrow. This does not put us in the best of moods.
I sleep for a few hours in protest.
Ellie calls at about seven she's been back in Edinburgh for a few days and suggests I go over for a cup of tea tomorrow. I get a sudden sense that we are running out of time.
The gig is well-populated again (about 40 people) and enthusiastic. Hurrah.