I felt really ill all day. I got myself to the historic building and did my stuff. There were plenty of visitors, which made the whole thing much more enjoyable. Afterwards I went home, had a bath, did the laundry and made dinner.
In spite of feeling crap, I dressed myself very smartly and looked as if I were feeling great. My session at the new pub went phenomenally well. I played for three hours. What was (I am told) normally a quiet night stayed busy throughout. A group of ten-or-so people who left came back later on. The landlord has booked me to play Sundays until the end of March. The fee I've agreed is much less than I'm used to, but he has agreed to review this at the end of March. If it isn't to my satisfaction I will not continue. I will collect my keyboard this afternoon, after the second session at the workhouse.
I'm glad I got the booking. I did this all by myself, so nobody will have right to take the credit for what I do.
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