Last night at XS Malarkey was very good fun. A remarkably late-running gig, but worth staying around for. Sadly I proved my lack of capability at table football, but such is the way of the world. I am developing a theory that most audience members develop a degree of fear of the performers that they've just seen. Some less than others, of course.

The Huddersfield gig was a pleasure to perform at too. I had to refer to the tape for verification that I'd coped - my stride got broken a few times near the start, but I kept it going. It's not meant to be easy.

Tonight is the Sunderland Royalty gig. This should be a good crowd, which makes it a hard gig for me. I have to remember that you can't take an audience for granted - even a good audience. You have to work or they know you're leaning on them. So I will go there and give them all the energy I have... which is virtually none, since I've had about 9 hours' sleep in the last two nights!