Despite the efforts of the wind and rain, coupled with the increased risk of being on the road for some 22 hours this weekend (or thereabouts), I'm still alive and have achieved the goals of the weekend... at least in driving terms. I have covered at least 1200 miles. I have visited Manchester, Edinburgh, Glenrothes, Warwick (well, a small village near it) and Peebles, and I have managed to maintain much of my sanity. I'm even feeling relatively energetic and rested.
The fact that I have energy is probably down to the fact that my Peebles gig didn't happen. Though I arrived there early enough to do the gig (in fact, I arrived early enough to get some food - naughty food at that - and have a rest in the back of my car) the audience never appeared. So I got to go home early. This was a shame in performance terms, but great for me, since I had more energy available to me for negotiating the tricky roads and weather conditions that stood between Peebles town centre and my bed.
This week is looking exceedingly dull. I shall have to spice it up somehow.