I seem to be having trouble navigating this hotel room - whilst half conscious anyway. Yesterday morning I got out of bed heading for the bathroom and launched myself into the wardrobe. The second morning, I found the bathroom door effortlessly enough, then confidently walked straight into the wall. Contemplating suing the architects.
The band are in the studio again today. I'm not feeling 100%, so laid low for the rest of the day. Just started reading a biography of Alfred Hitchcock a man about whom, it now occurs to me, I know practically nothing.