our tour is over. we've made noises in over 30 different places since the album launch at the end of february, and driven more miles than all seven readers of this blog could shake sticks at. the early shows now already seem a long way off.
it's the nature of tours that you end up driving the same roads over and over again. we have got to know the M62 very well this time round. we have mixed feelings about the M62. it's quite a scary road. there's a whole house in the middle of it. it's full of trucks going all over it in every direction. but it has some great scenery. it's a feat of moorland engineering, apparently. and there's a really good lord of the rings bit between huddersfield and manchester (westbound), when the spiky tower thing comes out of the water.
(you also have a lot of time to think about these things when driving all day). our car is dirtier than is strictly decent, too, and it smells almost exactly as if two people had been living in it for weeks. a family of mice could live on the crumbs under the seats for months. we also have sunburn down one arm each now, one of the surest signs of having been sat alongside a car window for way too long.
a lot of sensible people wouldn't enjoy this sort of thing - we're actually a little sorry to be wrapping it up already. no more late night curries, no more cold hotel showers, no more traffic jams, no more afternoon radio documentaries about niche (to say the least) subjects such as traffic islands and roundabouts... at least not for a little while.
