It’s going to be a high-speed weekend, and I have at least two different hats to wear over it. Metaphorical ones. I can’t do band gigs in a literal hat unless I grow enough hair back to pin them to my head; I’d have to reclaim it from the second row of the audience (or the drummer, or both in succession) every time.

So here’s how it goes:

Saturday lunchtime: Practice with the String Project on viola (remember I play that?), welcoming prodigal son and prodigious beatboxer Pieman back to the fold (for the weekend) from his Bristolian activities.

Saturday afternoon: open the Tithe Barn stage at north Oxfordshire festival Ramfest. This is a semi-private event so you might have to get an invitation rather than be able to just buy a ticket, sorry.

Saturday evening: jump on a train and head to London, swapping instruments (to violin) and personae along the way, to play with The Filthy Spectacula at the summer party of legendary debauchery central Rumpus. It’s a bit scaled down as a summer-holiday Rumpus-lite, and at Brixton Jamm rather than the usual Islington Electrowerkz; but should still be epicly crazy (and I’m not using that as intense version of ‘good’; I do mean the memories will be like an acid trip however sober I stay) and has still been sold out for weeks.

Sunday lunchtime: get back in String Project mode for Cowley Road Carnival. This one you can come along to! and please do, it would be good to finish the weekend’s work on a high. We’re opening musical proceedings outside the City Arms, playing about half an hour from 12. Bring your dancing shoes!

Sunday afternoon and evening: get some serious couple- and down-time …