So like, I did it again.

In the past months since the last post, I've been doing music including taking part in the Unholy Messtival at Coalville, Leicestershire.  Been on photoshoots in Wimbledon and of course, I've been to Leicestershire looking for somewhere to live when I leave London.  For crying out loud, would somebody remind me if I stop writing.

If I don't write, I'm never gonna be George R R Martin, now am I, let alone Robert A Heinlein?