Shattered and a Bit Cold

Reassuringly, the gig last night was fun.  There's always the worry that having a gap might make you forget everything.

Getting back wasn't so smooth.  Yes, it was cheap (£6!) but the announcer came on to tell us that the train would be delayed as, "This evening a customer was struck by a train."  In the same way a match is struck I suppose.  Or a Terry's Chocolate Orange.  But then it would have been insensitive to have said, "Obliterated by a train."

I was travelling early in the morning anyway and got back at 8 completely shattered and a bit cold.  I slept for a fair bit and when I woke up I noticed that I had somehow managed to take a phone call and note down in my diary the date and time of a casting for a sitcom pilot.  I'm glad I managed to do this as it would have been irritating to have missed out on it through being asleep when I should have been awake.