WITH afternoon/evening shifts in the shop today and tomorrow I need to try and get on top of some of the other stuff needing done.

Before breakfast I get the smoker cleaned out and covered. There’s a few other things needing done outside, but it’s a bit midgie…and breakfast’s ready!

The Newcastle show at the end of the month is to be re-scheduled…but looks like we’re good for Manchester and Liverpool. Both need posters tho’ – and there’s not been any promo done on the shows so I’m starting to panic.

I get poster art done and som masters printed out. Normally the art would go to a printer for direct output but there’s no time so I’ll print out A4 versions and – hopefully – persuade Margaret to go into Glasgow and have A3 copies made tomorrow. I’ve been working on a flyer for the local community trust too which will need printing – but despite my panic-stricken ‘call to arms’ a few weeks ago I’m still waiting for some key info before the artwork can be finalised.

Suddenly it’s after midday. No time for a walk or anything, I need to get my shit together and get to the village shop.

It’s another busy shift and my sciatica is giving me gyp. When I get home I lie on Will’s back stretcher then give my calf and thigh a pummelling with the massage gun which brings some relief.

Time’s dragging on and it’s nearly 11pm by the time we finish dinner and I get into the studio to try and get some urgent web work done…

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