Don’t like the white. (via Ben Hammersley)
Preparing the 1980s party playlist to end all 1980s party playlists for Friday night. Obscene amounts of fun.
Stood on a chair, it folded up, I hurt my arse. Now, lunch in London Fields before more tomfoolery.
Heading for rehearsals in Bethnal Green after satisfyingly squashing a work-related coding problem.