So now I have a few things to blog about, and a load to update you on. First of all, my last few days.
I was out Wednesday night with friends from my old job and that was a really good time, though I bailed at about midnight so I could get the last bus home (taxis are such a waste of money) and not be too tired the next day as I was planning on being out again meeting another old colleague on Thursday after work.
Trying to get the camera to selfie |
Friday I was over to the studio with Julian to drop all the gear off and then go to my old local which had been shut for ages and was reopening. This was great but the best part was Sarah agreed to come with (even stopping in Julian, fair play) and the bands did not let me down; they were all only young kids but the sound was brilliant and they all played good songs really well.
Saturday I was meeting up with my best friend and his new girlfriend so after a coffee I legged it across town for a pint and a meal with them and then onwards home in Julian to drop him off and get on a bus back for the Gogol Bordello gig that evening.
No rest for the wicked.
Gogol Bordello rocking on stage |
Tastier than expected |
Funnily enough Sunday was a very restful day which involved cooked breakfast, brief run of my best mate to the station, and then back to veg on the sofa.
So you can see why it's been a non-blogging period of time.
Sad Trombone |
All this is making me feel like I am a little badly prepared which is really strange; I am aware that I need to get a tarpaulin and I also need to do a few bits on the trailer (put the water-proofed wood base on, attach the laycorn boxes, etc) so maybe I'll do a lot of that over the Christmas break).
I also took a look at the pile of stuff in the storage unit (which now has the chairs for my hardwood table) and thought "why am I taking all this crap?!" so I think a serious evaluation of what I'm taking needs to occur.
Time is really starting to tumble down towards my exit date and the nerves are building.
Nervous face |
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