There’s been no escaping the endless deluge of photos and videos from last night’s gig. I feel a fool for having not tried to move hell and high water to go. But, I convinced myself it wasn’t the “important place”. That it wasn’t the “be all and end all.”
Birdy was kind. Telling me that I had been “sorely missed” and “should have been there”, but, alas, I was not.
My friend, Michelle, had my “bird’e eye” view. I’m sure she won’t mind me showing you the position she ended up with. I can’t really bring myself to think about it being “my spot”.
Next time? We’ll see. The distraction of working on my assignment helped, but I had submitted it by midday on Monday. So the distraction ended just when I needed it to most.
I’m trying hard not to wallow in self-pity and think about next month instead, the Princes Street Gardens double gigs, and that I am going to get one hell of a good mark for my assignment! (If I don’t, then I really will despair.)
To make it worse last night…I couldn’t sleep and had a toothache.
Anyway…onwards and upwards…
P.S. Looks like someone packed his lunch away. ???? Keeping it safe from wandering digits, I guess.
