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September 12, 2017 Suddenly it is show time. We kind of blinked. It’s like that. Months away and then upon you. One of the things I do is to visualise the day after, when I am anxious about an impending […]

September 12, 2017 Today we leave at 1pm to drive to Philadelphia . It’s a funny thing, this touring lark. In one town you are met with packed rooms and tears and are called Most High. In others auditoriums rattle […]

13th September 2017 When I walked into The Trocadero it felt right, like deja vu. Fact is I may have played there before. Your guess is as good as mine. Dougie told me the road the back stage door was on, […]

13th September 2017 It’s been a morning of consternation mostly. The bus saga continues. After apparently having been fixed twice, it finally collected the crew from the emergency hotel rooms we deposited them in at the 11th hour, but it broke […]

14th September 2017 We conclude our first run of three City hopping shows in Boston. The catalogue of errors we have encountered pushed us beyond frustration into humour. Tim said he knew today that the bus would come (like the […]

14th September 2017 New York, here we come. 4 hours sleep was disappointing. Nice bed. Stupid head. Starbucks with their coffee machine out of order is much like a chocolate teapot, but I am happy. 3 gigs down and I have […]

15th September 2017 Yesterday in the car as we approach NY, G says, ‘Got your passport, haven’t you Mo?’ It wasn’t a question. Bollocks. No. I’ve not. I left it with my money and iPad in the room safe in […]

16th September 2017 Good morning, NY. Set the alarm for 8. That was an over optimistic call. Me and the dawn are firm buddies. This morning we had a live radio session at SiriusXM Feedback Show with Lori & Nik. […]

17th September 2017 I went out to buy a bagel for breakfast, but the size of it would have fed half of Andorra. That put me off. I ordered more coffee instead. G left today for England, taking Case 2 […]

17th September 2017 I have kept myself to myself today. Stayed silent. Had room service soup. Found a channel on telly that talks to me and sorted my case, again, for a change. Bath. Ironing. Trying out a straw blowing […]