Purple Palace again. The Premier Inn on my side of Putney Bridge. It’s only an hour’s walk home from here, twelve minutes by car. But I’m staying here as the team is staying here and tomorrow we all leave at 5:45 to build this event then tear it down.
My hayfever chose today to go nuclear. I’ve been sitting in a meeting that involved food and booze, and I can’t breathe through my nose. I know it well enough just to be perplexed at the timing. I haven’t seen some of these people since the documentary in Aberdeen that sent me slightly bananas.
Now it’s twenty past nine and I’m taking advantage of the facilities. Once again I’m in the end room with an extra bed and a bath, just as I was in Jersey.
I’m sitting in the bath as it fills, hoping that an early bed will be the thing to fix the snot. I haven’t got an antihistamine but I’ve got Actifed. Steam will help too. It’s already helping. It was a year ago last time I did this job and I think I’d just got back from Uruguay. I have just been reminded that I had to record myself singing into my mobile at 4am after the main night, for an audition for Oliver! “One Boooooy, Booy for saaaale!” They recalled me. Might have got that job. Sliding door if I had. Not every job you want is the one you need.
This job is gonna be full on but surrounded by lovely people. Hopefully by the end of it the fractures between Fi and I will be filled in, cos neither of us liked the way the other one deals with stress. I think it’ll be a tonic.
Bath is run. Nose is already clearer. Only half nine and I reckon I’ll be out like a light in half an hour, ready for the morrow which will be lifting building cleaning fixing responding laughing solving breathing. The event is at The Hurlingham Club, where we had dad’s memorial dinner.
If there are leftover untapped barrels, I’m buying a pump ahead of a short term madness I have planned this summer. I’ve got two barrels that need drinking by July. Two more and sales should cover the pump.
Ahhh I feel so much better for the steam. I didn’t think my nose would ever stop being so bunged up.
AlBarclay 