Another day of manic travel and full on rehearsals. It struck me yesterday that all I really want to do is curl up on the sofa with a pizza watching the X factor. I'm trying not to find out who was booted off on Sunday, but that's a bit like trying to avoid the plague in Pepys' day!!
I rehearsed the gospel singers this morning in Greenwich and they were, as the show queens would say, fierce. They're a hotch potch of rock, soul and conventional gospel singers, but come together to make a really unified and exciting sound.
Pepys stayed in all day on this date 350 years ago, seeing that his cellar was properly cleared of the piles of human excrement that had found their way there from next door. He did little else, which makes this blog, well short, but smelly!