Seven hours and twenty five minutes.
I presume missus is still in bed 'cause she's not answering.
I got called from work this morning to work tonight but I wasn't sure whether I'd be able ot finish work and get to the airport in time so I had to tell them I couldn't do tonight. I'm doing the rest of the week though so I should be getting a bit of money soon. Which is a relief.
Only problem being it's follow spot again. I hate it. It scares the crap out of me 'cause it so much more high profile than being behind everything and not being seen. If you screw up, people see. Plus you have to talk on the headsets. Anyone who knows me knows that's not a strong point for me.
I'll survive though. I need the money.
Ok, I'm gonna go and get missus to answer me 'cause I love her and miss her voice.