4578 - Cool Hand Uke

A high energy day - always the best
Got in quite early, worked hard, important
Work too, EU exit, could have got stressed
Trying to lead a focus group, distant
Strangers by Skype link, can't be hesitant
When results needed that day, come what may
Produced a short paper, just what they want
Hopefully my reputation will stay
Good, or get better. Steve is on his way
Lives in Liverpool, becoming distressed
At the long commute, and disenchanted
With the workload, my manager's away
Meanwhile, I exercised tonight, and blessed
Was my uke session, were my flaming hands

4577 - Friday on my mind

Unlike yesterday I'm knackered, just can't
Face exercises or doing much at all
Woke at 5:30, things that seemed to haunt
My mind, while I'm not worried, couldn't fall
Asleep again, so got up in a while
At least I'm now getting in quite early
And have more chance to get things done. The trial
Of two days in London managed to be
Ducked, freeing me to go out on Friday
With Helen, something that I always want
Now can I manage to play some more Fall
Radio on Spotify like last night? We
Have a week to register, the discount
Runs out for our joint show, no time to stall

4576 - A tale of two capital cities

At last, a day when I felt energised
There was a lot to do so just as well
Lots going on at work, also surprised
By being told I need to get a rail
Ticket to London THIS WEEK, what the hell?
Thursday and Friday, Tanya might come too
Left early, tried to get tickets on sale
For Edinburgh from this month. Had to
Sign the Fringe registration off, and phew
Managed it before they closed at 5. Whizzed
The signed off show info to Surgeons Hall
Hope Charles approved it in time. Tomorrow
I'll find out. No venue yet organised
For mine and Tom's show. Fingers crossed we will...

4575 - Too alarmed for an alarm

Went to bed early, as the last day neared
My deadline for my Fringe registration
Or pay a hundred pounds more. As I geared
Myself up to get up early next morn
To register, the time went by, toss, turn
I turned off the alarm, I couldn't rise
That early now, I'd be too tired to form
Thoughts, register, or work. Strange how the eyes
Don't close when you're exhausted, and worries
Are playing on your mind. Though it seemed weird
All I could do was get out of bed, worn
Out as I was, and do the Fringe form. Prize?
Saving a hundred. My logo appeared
And wrote my copy. So relieved it's done!

4574 - Pub it, grub it, dub it

After my late night and awake til three
I couldn't lie in. It was Carla's do
So I had to get up fairly early
Even so, missed the first bus to Leeds. To
Pass an hour til the next one, ordered two
Items from Greggs, sat down, listened to tunes
Got to the Lamb and Flag early, but too
Dehydrated to drink pints. We were loons
At that lunch table. We weren't quite buffoons
But we were loud, a fun cacophony
Carla's living with a guy in a new-
Looking house outside Huddersfield, and runs
A lovely rust red car. She's so happy
Met Justyna, Emma, Hilaria too

Sun 3 March

4573 - Locked out, shopped, and barrel of beer

Not going out, or so I thought, but I
Did get a new second-hand jumper and
A pair of pale denim jeans. What a buy
At three quid each! I regret I didn't
Apply to the Fringe brochure that day. Went
Out in the evening instead. That was fun
Down the Salford Arms with Dermot, hell-bent
On getting pissed. We stayed out until one
No, make that two. While out, messaged by Chan
She even rang me. I ignored her cry
For help - she was locked out! Her name had changed
On Facebook to HJ. I carried on
Boozing with D. Got home, she was stood by
The door. Been there for hours. Guilt filled my mind

Sat 2 March

4572 - Black Sabbath Friday

Whew, one of my best uke sessions ever
Playing rock standards on a Friday night
Played Queen, Boston, Rush, The Doors, Jimi, a
Mix of old stuff, The Kinks, stuff I've not tried
To play before, but it all went just right
My uke started to vibrate, seems the strings
Were becoming loose or becoming tired
My fingers meanwhile were still full of zing
Though tired most of the day, exercising
Was the first thing I did once through the door
Got the vest on, then on the floor, did quite
Well. Kippers, my late evening meal, has ringed
My stomach, left its taste and aroma
Around the flat. Done well, just as I ought