Speaking of staying on this little island: I’ve been asked if I’d like to come back here to perform in June and July, too.

After saying, “Blimey!”, I thought for a while, and then said no. I wouldn’t want to come back quite that soon (after all, earthquake-damaged Britain clearly needs me), but hopefully will return here another time.

And in the meantime, it appears that this little ol’ blog of mine has turned out to have a useful third purpose* in terms of filling my shoes. T has been forwarding the URL to musicians and other venues, and it seems that Lost In Transposition has become quite the hit in terms of selling this gig (and hopefully, erm, me) - and he now has people queuing up to want to come here. Who’d have thunk it?

Meawhile, in other good news: I’m going to be doing some writing and photography work for T’s agency, creating the pages for various acts.

And in other, even better news: I’m about to take delivery of a bouncing new baby black Macbook, hopefully tomorrow. The announcement of the new Macbooks this week by Apple has meant that prices of the old models have now been slashed; and Penang’s Apple reseller has a shiny new/old 2.2 black Macbook with a 160GB hard drive for less than I (or rather: my insurance company) was about to pay for a new, inferior white one. In some ways, it would be great to get one of the brand new 2.4 white Macbooks - they’re faster and the battery life is better - but they don’t know when they’ll get delivery here, and it might not be for another three weeks. So, after reading all the reviews online and weighing it all up, I’ve decided to go for the older model, and get it soon.

Here endeth the geekery.

Oh, and one more piece of happy news: I’ve found out that American vocalist and Personal Jazz Hero Kurt Elling is coming to Singapore as part of a music festival next month - and he’s giving a vocal masterclass one Sunday, my day off. Unfortunately, places have now closed in terms of taking part, but you can get tickets to watch it - so this might be the perfect time to take up that offer by the hotel owner, D, of coming to Singapore for the night. And actually, it’s probably just as well there’s no more places for students. I think I would just pee my pants if I had to sing in front of Mr E. And considering this isn’t a masterclass for three year-olds, I’m not sure that would be socially acceptable.

*The first purpose being: to keep me sane. The second being: to reassure friends and family of my sanity.

So, there’s been an earthquake in Britain.

And a tsunami warning in Indonesia.

At first, I was slightly anxious about going to Jakarta when I finish here. But now it appears that it’s not safe to go home, either.

Perhaps I should just stay on this little island, holed up in my hotel room?