17jul2021

Weary, worn out and all of that.

While my relief that yesterday’s interviewee was so gracious – and willing to spend more time helping me troubleshoot it – after learning that our recording was mutilated somewhere between the mixer and the iPad (TRRS, TRS, you bastards) is limited only by my capacity to express boundless gratitude, I remain horrified that this distorted audio clusterfuck happened at all. The only way out is, as ever, through, and I’m finding (thanks to Fran) solutions, I think. A rush to get it all sorted before the next interviews (and a re-do of yesterday’s guest late next month / early September).

While I had considered weekly pieces at PR, I simply prefer this format – I enjoy having writing in this space, in addition to the dog pictures.

In-lawn and an afternoon wasted lie ahead. At least the office didn’t flood.