Recession notes.
There I was, in the sound studio, clients, voiceover artists en all.
10 a.m. start, tube on strike, pissing with rain, 2 minutes late on my bike. Just like good ol' days.
I walk in and the being introduced by a receptionist: "the translator is here"
My word.
This is what I am now.
No high flying titles.
Well, I suppose 200 quid for 2
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