the long day
not the longest… but long enough
7 hours in the studio today what with pre-records on top of a live show. Frankly, I was dreading it. I even had the classic whiney voice happening when I told mum on the phone this morning that I didn’t want to go to work. One guest hadn’t confirmed a dramatic change of time, one is as flaky as anything, and I was scared it could all be a massive farce that would make people cross with me.
By 1o.30 I was losing my professional cool somewhat and needed a brief moment of falling apart at my desk but, in the way it does after the spiritual sending up of distress flares, it all just about pulled together at the last minute. The flaky guest may have been an hour and 45 minutes late (git), but the other one pulled through in the nick of time, and in the end we got through it with minimum nightmares.
An evening out with my cousin Briony soon sorted me out. She informed me that 6 units of alcohol is now considered ‘binge drinkings’ and although we didn’t quite get there we certainly put the world to rights.
Tomorrow’s night in is looking remarkably attractive though… particularly as I’ve got some writing to do.
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