Hello hello hello
Nnnggg-- can't let myself get dragged back in. Argh... too much to do.
Meanwhile, I had the *weirdest* dream last night in which I had to go on holiday to the US in order to visit Ben en famille and stay with them for the weekend (near Chicago, for some reason!)
Which must have been my subconscious saying BEN WILL YOU COME TO THE UK AND DO SOME GIGS PLEASE!!!
I want a special Royal Festival Hall evening with readings from Mr Hornby and a gig *and* I want seats and not the crap house Shepherds Bush Empire where I made my toes numb for a week last time (wearing high heel boots so I could see!)
*And* I want a special under 14's gig with no swearing (ha ha) so I can take my piano learning 6 year old and explain that *this* is the guy she's not allowed to listen to much of yet but isn't he just the bestest piano player ever.
etc.
In other news: hello all! I'll hopefully go away again now

Sorry I missed Ben's birthday if you all did a thing.
A gig in our front room would also make up for the otherwise deficient number of gigs
