Oh, happy and blessed phrase! For the first time in days and days, tomorrow contains absolutely nothing in it – yet.

Anyway, after a morning trying to persuade my fingers they did want to do what I told them at the organ, an afternoon trying to explain why I do what I do with my life to a somewhat unresponsive and elderly women’s group, and an evening spent coaxing my fingers into good behaviour on the clarinet… and failing to count my bars rests again… (I have no idea what the basic beat of “Songs my Mother Taught me” is meant to be but I’m sure we had at least seven different ones going amongst the seven of us trying to play it!) with me being hormonally challenged and very tired, I think the best thing to do is stop trying to write anything, as it’s not going to be coherent, and Go To Bed!!

See you tomorrow.