Saturday 20 September 2003

in the car on the road to Fort William, just after Glencoe.

It's a stunning day to be driving up the A82 (Katherine's driving actually). We're a bit late for our 3pm get-in at Kilmallie Hall, but we did get a great meal at the Bridge of Orchy Hotel, and Alison fitted in two mushroom-spotting excursions en route.

Last night's gig went very well. Ridiculously well given that it's the first time we've ever played in public as a quartet. More than half the audience bought CDs, and nobody got lost (we were playing most of the programme from memory).
But now I'm going to stop typing and enjoy the view.