Cat on a hot tin roof.

Back in flogging-land as of last night, and its crazy, crazy hot. Burnt up en route to the baggage carousels, what more while waiting for the cab to arrive... A/C on at full blast but am still feeling like a blobby layer of oil and sweat.

SB was awesome. 2 encores, the last of which was utterly swoonsome... worth every cent, though I still can't understand why anyone would cry over the swing-bit, let alone twice. O_o? Pleasantly surprised by over-enthusiastic crowd. Goes to show people here actually can rise to the occasion when they want to...

One down, another to go on Tues. Must stock up on Gatorade.

***

And do you still touch her like you do
Kiss all over the way I kissed with you
Or when you sleep with her do you
Sometimes think of me

"Free" - Sarah Brightman