OK, I missed a day. Day 3 to be precise. The reason... the consumption of alcohol, nothing more, nothing less. Mostly due to peer pressure, but then again that's not an excuse. The guys I'm working with are a brilliant bunch of lads, and I suppose they felt the need to induce me into the ways of the festival technician by plying me with booze. Fair play really. I had such good intentions to start with: getting up for morning runs, being alert, eating well. Oh how one diversion on the road of life can change ones feelings. Today has been a painful awakening as I realise just how tough these folks are to go out on the lash until 3am and then work a 14 shift the next day with hardly any breaks... and I only went out once! they've been doing it every night since we got here.
With a weary head I will take myself to bed, but also with the knowledge of a brighter day tomorrow. Most of the shows we have brought will be kicking off tomorrow for real, after 3 days of setting up, so it's an exciting time for everyone at Summerhall and BAC.
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