For the first time this year, I’ve got a weekend that’s being spent primarily at home. It’s about time.
As I’ve written before, it’s been a chaotic start to the year. I don’t regret a bit of it, and it’s all been my choice, but at the same time I’m definitely knackered and glad of a pause.
The last couple of weeks have involved mid-week concerts – one in Manchester, one in London – which have made for late nights (well, early mornings) so having a weekend without a lot of mileage is definitely a boon.
I’ve still got more stuff booked in, but it shouldn’t be quite as manic for the next couple of weeks, at least.