Day 13 - band practice

I play in a lovely band called Mitzi Caspar. We are three girls and one boy playing ukulele, keyboard, melodica, drums, acoustic bass and singing harmonies. If that sounds up your alley, then why not visit our myspace and come and see us play? www.myspace.com/mitzicaspar

Anyway, band rehearsals are traditional hotbeds for naughty and rebellious behaviour. These often involve smoking cigarettes, saying rude words very loudly and drinking far too much tea. Sometimes we play music too.

I crossed London, South West to North East. In the rain. Alighting at Clapton Pond after having traversed the whole length of the 38 bus route, from Victoria. It really is an epic journey!

I arrive at the rehearsal a little late and a little flustered. Normally, depending on the day or time of a rehearsal, someone will give you a cup of tea, or a bottle of beer. Of course, this is naturally accompanied by a cigarette and a chat. I knew I couldn't have either drink and not have a cigarette. I was feeling a touch… tetchy. As if someone might say the wrong thing and I'd bite their head off. Luckily, this band is very motivated and we get straight into our lovely music and I forget cigarettes even exist…