With 20,000 words left to write for April 26th and having just handed in my dissertation about six hours earlier, I should be either celebrating or furiously scribbling away the last double-spaced, footnoted pages of my degree. However, like the aspiring journalist I so crave to be defined as, instead I sat down in front of BBC One’s See You …
November Has Come
I had to update my Facebook Info section just to keep track of what I’m doing. Blimey. Aren’t I a productive little chap? Well, I’m sitting in an empty flat. In my dressing gown. All seven other residents have gone home for the weekend, and I’m trying to work out whether I should be going home or finding something more …
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