Friday 4th of May, 2007
Though probably not.
7:15 - Get up.
Sitting, breakfast.
I intend to get to Walker earlier, but there's an email with another correction to the Mahler book. The printer is getting testy, apparantly, and I can't say that I blame him.
Get in at 11:00 again. Bah.
Maisying.
13:00 - Lunch. I get there in time for the last spoonfull of spicy sausage pasta, which contains one bit of spicy sausage.
Lie on the floor and then back to the Maisying.
At 16:15 I leave Walker and go to the station. I'm trying to get to Paddington, but the Underground is messed up and I'm stuck at Earl's Court for a long time. Never change at Earl's Court, you could be there for the rest of your life.
Eventually get to Paddington, meet up with Haru and buy tickets. The next train to where we're going is in four minutes, but the platform turns out to be a ridiculously long way away - possibly even in another building - and we give up on that one and wait for the next one.
Arrive in Slough and take a taxi to Pinewood Studios. The idea is that we're going to the audience recording of a comedy series we like. It's beginning to seem unlike a good idea.
We arrive and join a long queue. We're actually not too far from the front. Eventually someone comes around with wristbands and tells us that if we're lucky and patient, and not everybody on the guest list turns up, we might get in. Though probably not.
I don't think this is a good way to treat people who have come all this way under their own steam.
We give up and take another cab back to Slough, then the train back to London, I check up on the details of Phil Jeays' gig at Brixton (right next to the Ritzy, so easy to find) and we go there.
We come out of Brixton tube and walk along the street. As we pass, someone says "Scum!"
Odd, I think.
Then someone else we pass says the same thing and I realise that they're not saying "scum", but that they're drug dealers, and what they're saying is "skunk". Welcome to Brixton, I suppose.
The gig's in a library, in the Children's section, actually. As we arrive two poets with backing tracks known as Project Adorno are performing. It's free to get in, and there's free wine, so the opposite of going to Slough.
After a short break Phil's on. This is his other band - they're Brighton based, but also performed here tonight as themselves, so it was more efficient for them to back Phil) - I play with his London band. Extraordinary to see him perform (as usually I'm standing behind him), and interesting to hear the other arrangements of these songs, which I know very well indeed in the London arrangements.
And the gig's over by ten. We take the tube home, I pick up some Chinese takeaway, which we eat. That's it, I think.
