I feel exhausted. How can that be? The most I've done in the last 24 hours is sit about, drive a bit and make an Apple Crumble. I remember a week back in June 2004 when I was significantly busy. I did gig after gig:

8th June 2004 - Capital Comedy, Laughing Duck, Edinburgh (actually, I think this was moved to the Three Tuns - in fact, I KNOW it was)
9th June 2004 - Talent Hunt, York Comedy Festival A very sweaty gig, which my brother attended
10th June 2004 - Capital Comedy, Edinburgh Edition, Edinburgh Also in the Three Tuns, I had to improvise or rewrite much of my set as they'd seen it before)
12th June 2004 - Capital Comedy, Glenrothes The start of a long and happy relationship with that venue

In fact, I remember a week that was busier than that, but that's no guarantee that that week actually happened. I know I took the train to Edinburgh on evening of the 10th and then came back to Newcastle for work on the following morning's first train. I did that quite a lot in those days. I'm not sure whether I stayed in Newcastle on Friday night, or whether I didn't just turn around after work on Friday and go back. It was very draining and I know it took a lot out of me, but I was still in a mood (once 8pm came, at least) to get back on the stage and make merriment.

Now I'm knackered from doing bugger all. Am I getting old?

Maybe it's my diet. I'm presently eating plenty of salad and drinking lots of water. Back then it was hurried sandwiches, baked potatoes-a-plenty and quite a lot of railway muffins and flapjacks. Perhaps it was those that kept me alive? Or perhaps it's those which were responsible for me gaining approximately three and a half stone since January 2003!