Many things have happened, but I've almost certainly forgotten the ones worth telling you about. Key events have included: Moving out of the glorified bedshit, the arrival and departure of The Parents Wright, the loss of Jessica Byrne to the Northern Hemisphere, birthdays, a passing pinball addiction, a trip to the Whitsundays, AFL games and watching a whole lot of Twin Peaks. Photographic evidence can be found on Flickr.
Now we are staying in Yarraville, think Crouch End but a few more buggys and a few less D-list celebrities. I started a job yesterday, which I am thinking of finishing on Monday, although beggars can't be choosers. I phone old people and force them to do things that they don't want to do to their electricity suppliers and then feel bad about it, although I can't quite bring myself to do it and just end up saying "Errrr, I don't really know what I'm talking about, sorry". I think I'm being paid somewhere in the region of £3.50 an hour, so I might be able to buy myself a packet of crisps at the end of the week, if I'm lucky.
I will be back at a later date with some more nonsense...
