I've been really slack with this diary malarke. My only excuse is that it's difficult going to the internet cafe on a day off. Roll on the day I save enough money for a laptop.

For the first time on this tour we had two shows in the same place, Nottingham. It was great to have the the second day to potter around town, relax and eat nice meals rather than jumping straight back on the train after a show.

I was dead excited about going to Manchester as it's the closest I get to a hometown gig. We were staying out at the Quays in Salford by the Lowry so some of us got the metro into town for a few bevvies the night we arrived. We were sat in this bar listening to a jazz band and I turned around to see an old friend from Wigan sat on the next table so had a good catch up. It was a nice suprise.

My mum had organised a girls night out to watch the show so ten of them, including a few of my aunties, turned up in the school minibus and had a great night out. Me brother and his girlfriend also came down which I had never expected and an old friend from home, Sal and her mum. I was so chuffed to see them all.

The History Boys was on in the main theatre at the Lowry so Gwyn and Conor spent most of there free time admiring the view in the green room.

We did have a bit, well a lot, of a nightmare with the floor during the show. It ripped to shreds causing a few nasty falls but no injuries thankfully.

Where else have we been. Oxford. The stage felt much smaller than we have been used to so had to concentrate hard on spacing.

We went out to eat the night before and the bouncer wasn't for letting us in saying we looked too scruffy. That's too many hours on a train for you. Let us in in the end though.

The audience seemed to enjoy it. Even a small fight for Conor's sweaty t-shirt that he threw out during the bows.