The Equinox. (Incoherent Babble of the Sleep Deprived)

I had a bad morning/afternoon/evening/morning in the cloak-room:

15.25 hours and another starry cycle ride home.
I hit bed with the force of a olympian long-distance sleeper.

Five hours later I'm in Mystic Rog's luxury motor-car on the way to a...

I wasn't entirely sure what to expect.

BeHeld had been invited to provide the music for a Winnie the Pooh themed event in a garden here:

Pooh House and Gardens

Now, I'm not entirely sure BeHeld are the right choice for this type of occasion, with it's fairy workshops and jolly bouncy tigers, but anytime anybody whats me to spend a sunny afternoon in a garden of this quality playing the ukulele and drinking coffee with my musical chums I'm up for it.

I'll even wear the W the P suit.

The gardens are so beautiful I began to suspect I'd been killed on the cycle ride home from work or died in my during my (short) sleep and this was heaven.

Here is a link to some pictures I took: Pooh House and Gardens Photos

It seemed like the perfect place to film ourselves so we hid behind a hedge and I gave my camera to Little Lynda:

I documented my writing of 'Come Here' somewhere in the past on this blog (but I think I deleted it)  and had always thought it would be one of the songs I sang with the band, but I let GOW have a go and decided it was more her song really.

I want to write some more about today but I can't even begin to describe just how tired I am.

So I'm going to bed.