April 29th, 2010

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Breakfast at the Literary Café


After my early lesson in Tufnell Park, having breakfast again at the Rustique Literary Café -a moment of calm and quiet, a sandwich, a latte  (and cheesy music  before setting out to do the things I have to do -various errands, a few lessons and, tonight, meeting the Sluts at the Constitution pub in Camden after I finish my last lesson.

Have to try and find time to practise; feel like I haven't played properly -in any context other than teaching- for weeks and weeks. It is difficult to keep oneself going on something like that without the pressure of actually having to play in public, though.  Maybe should do something about that.

Life's getting pretty intense in various fronts, although in a good way, for the most part; maybe more on that later. Possibly.