Saturday, 31 March 2012

Let's take the quick way through central London on a Saturday.

As Trewin's birthday was yesterday, the Universe has now seen fit to return his luck to 'default' and put us in a central London traffic jam for two hours and counting. The sat-nav says we are minutes from the gig. We are not minutes from the gig.

Trewin, behind the wheel as usual, has even grown tired of our singing and 'jokes'.

We fear it is not long until a complete implosion.

More news as and when.

See you tonight at The Workshop in Hoxton! Don't get stuck in traffic!

Tim


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