Got a text from the school, the coach back from the London theatre trip was running late. Operation Brock on the motorway. Brexit. Operation Brock is what took over from Operation Stack, where they close part of the motorway to let the lorries queue up. So, coach due back at school at quarter to one. Not much sleep for me then. He was full of beans when I picked him up, he had a great time, but also had not slept on the coach on the way back. He's not going to be happy this morning. I'm up at 6:30 with T1, and then T2 himself has to be in school as normal at 8:45. Then I'm picking my friend up at 9:30 and we're heading up to London for the day. Good job I have one can of confiscated Prime Energy left, with it's 6x the amount of caffeine of other drinks. See what that does for me.
T1 watched a couple of episodes of Breaking Bad, and I watched one with him. I thought I wouldn't want to watch it again but got quite sucked in. Then I watched a film "How It Ends", like a zombie film but with no zombies in it. I liked the premise but it seemed a bit half done. A bit Netflix.
Twenty-two years ago today The Darkness, at The Barfly. They had played here a few times before I saw them, and I had seem them a few times at The Water Rats before seeing them here. Then thirty-two years ago today Dee-Lite and PM Dawn in Birmingham. Right back to 1991. Who even knew the year numbers went back that far.
Did I say I'm tired today?
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