Today I could have blogged about the firework pictures I took last night or the great time I had getting together with the jazz guys for a rehearsal but I’ve spent about five hours getting to Raynes Park and back on public transport so all I can manage to muster up before going to bed is “arduous journey”.

Of course, it doesn’t help that my fingers are still recovering three hours of mustering up serious jazz chops on the upright. Was Footprints really anywhere near that tempo last time we played it…?!