Major planning failure

Driving up to St Nazaire this evening to a planned raclette party with MF's brother, when a call comes in "where are you, we were expecting you at the wedding, you're supposed to be playing music this evening". Oops thought it was next weekend.

Quick U-turn on the dual carriageway, phone call to St Nazaire to apologise, back home to change everyone into their wedding suits, and rush off to the wedding party which luckily was in Nantes.

It was a great party, C&G made friends with the bilingual son of a guy I play music with, and C learnt the art of skateboarding. R stole the show during our gig, by starting a group choreography on "hard day's night".

Gig ended abruptly when a violent neighbour from the social projects behind the house started throwing eggs and sticks over the fence to complain about the noise. Couldn't just call the police like anyone else. Nobody hurt luckily, we moved the disco inside.

Home at 2am, school will be tough on Monday.

I have to find that calendar somewhere in the boxes...