Now I want to relax...
What a strange few days I've had. I've seen Jeepers Creepers, I've gone drinking in a bar next to the Ritz for a friend's birthday, I've looked quizzically at the beautifully cut suits of young and attractive young men, I've gone bowling at the Trocadero until the tubes shut (and I came second), I've gone for Dim Sum with Michael, Davo and Simon - and I've eaten chicken feet in the process (we said "Chicken, please", she said "Chicken feet!?", we said, "Er, okay, I guess"), I've written work for Time Out, I've produced an e-mail newsletter for IAB Internet Advertising Bureau, I've written Britney Spears frightens pigs for TCN - and with any luck tonight, I can just relax.
