Headed back south via a night and a day in Glasgow. Got well and truly Rennie Mackintoshed. Didn't get stopped from getting home by a storm, which was nice. Didn't get too affected by the storm at all; a few trees interrupting my cycle into work, and some power lines in a river. Standard.
Here's a confession, I didn't see Jerusalem. I missed it both times. Boo. So Mojo was my first Jez Butterworth play. I enjoyed it - the acting was immense as you'd expect from that cast - but I'm not certain that I got it.
And Lou Reed died. Everywhere has been chock full of tributes and whatever I say (as a British Gen X-er who didn't form a band after peeling slowly and seeing) really won't amount to much, but you know...
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