The Day After

It was so great to be staying in London after the gig last night, the hotel literally 10 minutes walk from the Royal Festival Hall. It was a beautiful morning of sunshine as we departed, a shame not to grab a photo as we walked over Westminster Bridge. A couple of trains later and we were back home for lunch. A trip over to see my mum (mothers day of course) before I had to get another train to Manchester for work tomorrow. Actually, the first stage of that trip turned out to be by a replacement bus service. I got to Birmingham to find my train to Manchester cancelled (and the one that followed) but a helpful ticket desk found me alternative train and I arrived around 9.30pm. A busy day.