To be honest, it's all turning into a bit of a blur.
I would be completely stuck without my parents. We have a timetable drawn up on the back of the living room door where we're staying. It is mapped out to the hour. No kidding.
The average day runs like this:
6am - Get up, work on 6Music
10am - Do some sort of exercise
10.03am - Stop and practice smoking. Ok I am joking. Feebly. But it is late. Cut me some slack.
11am - Sleep
12pm - Get up, lunch, shower, etc
1pm - start flyering
4pm - Show 1
5pm - Flyer evening show
8pm - Show 2
9.30pm - Guest spot
11pm - Home
11.45 - Bed
I am beginning to tire - I can feel it. So how lucky I am to have the 'rents watching my back.
I swear to god, I finished lunch today, and I said to my father "What do I have to do next?" and he said "Now it is time to go to the toilet, and then we are going flyering".
We actually have bowel movements scheduled now.
I don't take that flippin' long.
I think I might be on BBC Scotland tomorrow! Crikles.