Well semi-hooray (or is my glass half empty again?)

Finally got rolling after some major work panics by 7 pm Sat.

By 7.15, seeing signs on the M2 saying it was closed J5 to J6 (a part that I needed).

After a mile of standing traffic by the time I got to J5 it was re-opened - arrive about 8 pm. Nice people had saved me some food off the barbie. Ate same and drank half a bottle of wine - went to set up van and some pillock had left a tent with dark green guys (really easy to see on grass as the evening starts to darkle) across teh obvious path, so I went arse over tip, hurt left wrist and fell on car keys in pocket too ouch!

Got van set, went to sing at Crown and Onanist. Got there maybe 930 or 945pm. Left every single flatpick and capo at home. But it hardly mattered since a certain person who believed in running the evening in a particular was was evidently determined that I should not sing.

Went to back room and did some songs with a few other friends.

Return to site and gossip and drink with some other friends till about 2 am.

Came home today. It wasn't worth going.