James and I got a taxi to the station yesterday morning (After James scooted down my stairs on his arse), an our journey progressed according to plan. Well, almost. We arrived a good 20 minutes early, and ended up waiting around Brighton station for Alex to finish his poncey £10 sandwich and 6-chip-stack (Something which amused me for the duration ( Read more... )

I've got quite a few things planned for April. More than did in March, anyway. First up is next Sunday: rappingshoe is coming to Guildford for a few hours. I expect we'll do at least three of the following five things: Get something to eat in a café; Walk around a bit; Commit some kind of murder; Write a screenplay; Cough ( Read more... )