I had to leave Reading much earlier than I wanted to. I assumed that I'd get a moderately leisurely drive to Newcastle, where I was picking up a fellow act, before we headed to Berwick to do the business. En route, I discovered that I had no time to spare at all. The gig was earlier than I had expected and I had to really kick some ass on the road to make it to Newcastle.

In Newcastle I had time to buy some petrol and some provisions before I was back on the road. We hit Berwick and I had to deal with the fact that I'd been driving for over 6 hours or so and had a gig in a few minutes' time.

I did the gig and I didn't do too badly. I was opening the show, so it's important to give a good showing. Having said that, the driving had made me a bit stuttery, so I wasn't on perfect form. Still, the promoter was happy and I got paid, so not a bad job.

After I'd been on, I went outside and chatted to my girlfriend for a bit. We spend time on the phone saying very little. It's what we do. Well, why not, eh!?

Given that Berwick is reasonably close to Newcastle, it wasn't an incredibly late night back. This was probably for the best as the week was probably going to be one of the busiest, and the preceding week hadn't exactly been quiet.