Walked with parents and dog to Cromer town centre to watch Crox Minor and Crox Minima in their (respectively) guides and brownie uniforms carrying banners for the remembrance day parade. Hark at me, the proud parent.
Off to the gig, with a car full of gear, and Crox Minor (aged 11), for her first pub gig experience. In a few years time, maybe she'll bring her alto sax along.
For tonight's gig I shall take just one (1) keyboard. And a piano stool. Gone are the days when I had multi-mega rigs. And all this standing up dancing around behaviour plays hell with me knees.