Feeling pretty good now. Didn’t overdo it at all last night – only had two beers and went to bed at 1.30. I’m almost a monk. I’d even have my voice back if I hadn’t spent about an hour doing Rod Stewart impressions. So all is well, and I may be able to make a night of it tonight.
I did get my first ever nosebleed on the tram back to Hamish’s place, though, and in the middle of a conversation with someone I haven’t seen for a while. A lot of people were staring. Bet I looked rock.