In summary: 500 miles of driving in one day; rip-off motorway service stations; knee deep in mud; nowhere to sit down; “Levellers only” backstage area harumph; the worst cup of coffee I’ve had for a long time (I’ve excreted urine with more caffeine in it…); Chandy and Joel stricken by food poisoning; I hate the universe; sooooo glad I didn’t bring the harp; oh God the mud… the mud…; getting changed in the car; “It can’t get any worse, I suppose, let’s go for it”; playing an amazing gig to a fantastic crowd; doing the can-can in my wellies on stage to a Bollywood song; car stuck in the mud (thanks to the carpark stewards for pushing me out backwards!); an amazing sunset; drive drive drive drive; tired tired tired tired; £4.50 for a panino*??!!!; home at last; sleep.
*the world seems reluctant to adopt my alternative singularisation, paninus
I think it may have been some kind of terrible dream. Luckily, I have photographic evidence:
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