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I had it all planned. There was a lot to get through today, but I had it all in order.

First, I was going to finish preparing and then present a research seminar about the work I’d done with the Aftershock Project – and how we ended up developing a digital narrative approach to live music performance through what I call ‘vernacular media’. I didn’t end up doing that.

Then I was to record a video lecture for Matt Grimes’s Music Industries Skills 1st year class, about online music promotion – in lieu of an in-person class on Friday. That didn’t happen either – and I’ll probably have to cheat by directing them to a series of video podcasts I recorded last year.

And I was going to follow that all up with a lovely afternoon tea with the Vice-Chancellor and senior management at the university to celebrate my Readership (along with the other new Readers and Professors). Instead, I had a banana and a cup of tea at home.

I’d turned up to work – but within a couple of hours, my bridge – that tooth that I’d spend yesterday getting sorted out at the dentist’s – not only fell out, but broke into two pieces.

So now I have a facial gap – and not a very discrete one either. It looks wrong, it feels weird, and I just had to grab my stuff, abandon my post and try and get it sorted.

As it turns out, I can’t get into the dentist until tomorrow afternoon – and even then, it’s unlikely they’re going to be able to fix it.

I’m just going to have to be gappy while I wait the two weeks for them to make the new one. Colombia next week’s going to be interesting. Especially with that television crew following us around.

So… nobody tell me any jokes, okay?