the dangers of warp intoxication

Well, it’s been a loaded week my fine fellows. Cornwall has been camped in, houses have been moved into, and out of, and into again, song ideas have been jotted down, radio 4 has been listened to, DS Lites have been purchased, and played, and I’m amazing. Happy times, expensive times, wagamama times. A waitress there is now almost certainly convinced I’m half of a gay couple, but that doesn’t matter because their chicken itame makes me very very happy inside. Plus I can use it as the basis for some hilarious play in years to come.


Above all, I’m now back in Birmingham, the land of the free… in which place, I very much hope, some fun will be had over the coming months. I bid you all join me if possible (unless you don’t know me; that would be weird).



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