I have a great new job spending the night at an elderly lady’s house. All I do is go in her house and go immediately to a bedroom on the top floor. I cannot leave the room for 12 hours. It’s a dream. It might be making me insane, but I welcome it. I’m sick with a strangely intense cold right now, though, which is why the cartoon draught is happening. Expect posts to return by next week.

