The journey up was swift and eventless, took me exactly four hours. The journey back looked like it would take me less than 3 1/2 when.... I hit the roadworks in Luton on the M1 `(with serious accident three miles ahead) and spent as much time on those three miles as on the whole of the previous part of the journey.
Strangely I haven't got that empty feeling I always get when I'm back from a festival or spending time away. Just a bit tired from the driving but quite fine. Thinking of how I can transform and use some elements of things I heard into my own music doodles -although that doesn't mean I'm about to make power-noise tracks.
Dev later, in all probability. But not before long nap and long shower.. and beginning to sort out my pixures from the festival. I had a lesson booked for today but came back to find a message cancelling it..
And, last but not least, Happy Birthday, purplestuart!