Ow

Ow!

At a Clann gig the other night I put my foot down & felt something kinda ripple in the back of my leg. It was the last fight and I knew I’d done something nasty, but I got through it & finished, got off stage and suffered a nasty bout of shock form the wave of pain that washed over me as the adrenaline wore off.

Seems I’ve torn my calf muscle. It has a few nasty bruises showing up on it now and I have crutches and a session of physiotherapy in the morning. It’s also cost me the part I was playing in Play On as the director has decided that I “…declared [myself] unfit to play the role.”

Unfit to play a character who stands at the side of a rugby field with a clipboard and then shakes hands with someone? Aye, right.

Truth is they screwed up my pickup in the morning and rather than correct their error they fired me. Americans not taking into account British labour laws. Equity here we come…