I arrived home in an advanced state of conviviality, and went straight to bed. I slept through to half past five and woke up in exactly the same position as I'd fallen asleep in. I hadn't moved all night. I took my time with the fags and coffee before sloping my way down to the library.
A very welcome email awaited me. I am playing for a wedding reception in the next town this week. I had pencilled the date in my diary but the booking hadn't been confirmed. In fact I'd seen the diary entry earlier this morning, but hadn't taken much notice of it.
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