Old friends should not be forgot

Today started with me feeling grotty; the antibiotics aren't making things worse, but they aren't really making things much better either.  I was in a cafe in Tin Hau, about to text the owner of Takeout Comedy to cry off tonight's performance, when I got a text from him telling me that I'd be closing the show that evening.  I haven't had the chance to do that since the week I started getting regular spots back in 2008, so I wasn't going to turn that down.