What an awful day. By awful I mean, that somehow I feel terribly guilty that we have not much work on. It's far to hard to explain ,but I should not have to feel like this at my age. Still you can only do your best and if that's not enough....!
The Fox was back last night and looking remarkably better, but I do not know what has happened to the rest of the family?
I am frustrated with an organiser of a particular job we are soon to do. I try and make things easier for the Band with reference to parking and stage entry etc but without the backing of the organisers I am stuffed. As you can probably tel...not a good day.
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