The Union Tour - 01/10/10 York Day Off - The Road to Hell

And so we need to start the long journey back from York. I was going to get the train back, as I have a radio session tonight, but everyone assures me we will be back in time.

Except Mark can't find the van. No, really, he is walking the streets, looking for the van. He knows he's in the right area, but can't QUITE remember where it is. He parked it in a residential area and all the streets look the same. At first everyone thinks this is funny. We think he is joking.

He is not joking.

I am receiving text updates that all say the same thing. "I can't find the van.

It is also STILL raining.

And lo, the text message arrives "FOUND IT".

Phew.

Poor Mark is absolutely sodden and we make him get changed so he doesn't get pneumonia.

It is STILL raining.

It is raining across the whole of the UK it seems. Or maybe it's just a tiny strip down the whole of the M1. Either way it takes SEVEN hours to get back to London. Which obviously I hadn't banked on. I am meant to be at the studio for 5, which obviously has come and gone. The fingernails disappear one by one. There is no Paranormal Activity to take my mind off it, everyone is tired, Dave is not well and the weather is not helping.

I send text updates to the boys at the studio who are there, set up and ready. Every single mile is wet and taking way too long! Poor Mark must be exhausted, having to concentrate so hard.

The show on Recharged Radio starts at 7... I get there at 7.10. Everyone is relieved. I am bedraggled, tired, and have the ubiquitous tour cold, thankfully a few days old, and I haven't sung and in fact, don't even know if I CAN sing.

Er .. Jordan is dancing?

Atmospheric live radio session :)

The atmosphere at Rock of London (or Church of Steve Honest as we call it) is amazing, the show goes fine, after a few technical hitches (it's the first live Forum show on Recharged Radio), my voice holds up and after a welcome post-show wine I realise just HOW tired I am.

Back home. It's a goooooooood sleep.

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Just have to point out that the day after is a day off at home. Dave is staying at Pete's and though he is not well, they both hate days off at home as much as I do, and we text each other just constantly moaning how bored we are. They compensate by drinking. I have lots of stuff to do, but would much rather still be on tour. You end up in a little cocoon on tour and to have a break that is at home snaps you back into reality, which is a shock you would rather not have. (You know ,washing, ironing, the washing up, bills ... etc)

Roll on tomorrow, where I give up the mantle of merch lady and become 50ft Woman :)