Day One: Numb

Mental note: never again shall I schedule four shows in a row at The Umbrella Revolution, or any other place that has nowt but planks for seating. My fleshy butt, cajoled for so long by the Smart Ball it usually perches upon, is now numb with shock.

A big cheerio to Helena, who I chatted to between shows. Lovely girl, she told me all sorts of goodies I never knew about the role of production companies.

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