CAMBRIDGE: Drizzle and darkness, hordes of chattering students pushing us off the pavement. A saunter across Parker’s Piece reminiscing about teenage shopping trips and stolen cigarettes.
A talented friend along for the journey, someone to share mulled wine and stories of my life as a teenage band member with. Good music, good people and a visit from my lovely parents. The pressure of putting on a gig away from home and relief when 19 people paid to come in and I could pay the soundlady and put money towards the train fare back.
Back to London to sleep in a cosy warehouse and wake to fluffy pancakes, jam and coffee before heading off for some downtime in Stratford-upon-Avon.