STILL feeling awful. Not as bad as yesterday, but crap enough to call my usual Thursday morning guitar student and cancel.
By midday I’m a little more like myself and manage to dye a bunch of custom leather keyrings and cope with an afternoon guitar student.
Once done I hit the studio and pull together a news release for my presence in the UK Blues Awards. I decide to try and leverage the fact that I’m the only Scottish artist in the finalists’ shortlists and use the upcoming local show (18 February) and release of Loch Lomond Home (acoustic) as news hooks.
I’m knackered by the time I go back to the house and have to have snap on the couch before going to make dinner. Margaret’s offered to cook, but it’s one of ‘my’ dinners tonight and although at one point I’m ready to throw in the towel and ask her to take over, I persevere…eat a little…then head to bed.