My next few days

I have a busy time ahead of me. I'm playing all afternoon at the historic building Tomorrow, Saturday and Sunday. Then on Sunday evening I'm playing old time songs for the volunteers. Then I'm at the pub on Sunday night. I'm hoping to be able to meet up with my best friend tomorrow, and that's something I'm looking forward too. Just now an elderly man with a stick hobbled past farting loudly and repeatedly. Never mind. I'm sure the poor old sod couldn't help it.