I had a nasty surprise today when I found out I am supposed to renew my driving licence or risk a thousand pound fine!
The sound is not very loud on this - possibly because my voice still hasn't entirely recovered after I lost it. It might be better with headphones.
The British festival in Regents Street wasn't all that exciting - but we went there anyway. Featuring a cameo from zombie baby jesus. This is the Sunday morning of the day I lost my voice. It was gone from that night until today (Wednesday).
We thought we might try to make a big blockbuster - but it turns out you actual need more than just a mobile phone and some sheep.
My hair looks like hell.