Well, I've managed to succumb to an errant bug. Throat scratchy yesterday, but got name tags done, etc. then ClaireBear and I had "lunch" at Lago's Lone Oak over in Rye -- I had a pumpkin pie malt (Lago's makes their own ice cream) -- then we took the beach route through New Castle to Portsmouth.

The regular Friday session serves as the lead-in event for the festival -- Liam Robinson, Ken Schatz and Ken Sweeney were there as well as a bunch of out of town festival goers, including the Albany, NY contingent and the Berkshires contingent and others.

The session was going great guns when the bug really started getting to me and I bugged out, so to speak. Though my throat was scratchy, I DID have a voice, sang a couple songs and was of two minds as to whether to sing while I still could or go home and rest both me and my voice.

This morning I'm definitely down for the count -- sore throat, exhausted despite sleep, equilibrium problems and nausea. Not a cold; definitely flu-ish. I've been maintaining distance; I don't want anyone else to catch it!

If I feel better later, I'll head to Portsmouth for the concert tonight. Tom and I have a set at the Athenaeum tomorrow and SOMEONE has to have a voice...

Linn