The apocalypse is happening in the UK in a very British was
indeed. Slow and boring but relentless. In other words, it has not stopped
raining.
I work in Shepperton studios which has somehow managed to
stay as isolated as ever and seems totally unscathed by the drizzle of doom.
Something very weird happened today though. Whilst at my
desk, imputing data (the glamour) I realised I was…warm…There was…sunshine…
I’m now making elaborate plans for the summer that will
inevitably never happen. Mostly involving roller skates, long boards, beaches
and taking cocktails really seriously.
