We came through

The malaise which seemed to be troubling so many was enveloping me by yesterday hometime like a deceptively comfy but utterly vile garment. So rather than attempt to snap myself out of it or anything sensible, I retired to my room for the first Tindersticks album, Music for Egon Schiele by Rachel's, some red wine, the rather savage new Pratchett and top 'going slowly mental in a London flat' flick Repulsion.
Which was obviously the right decision because today I feel absolutely spiffing. Even City Sickness has been erased from my head by XFM playing the Divinyls.

Oh, and let's all wish the shade of Evelyn Waugh a happy centenary!

Reminder

Right then, does anyone fancy going to see the Sunshine Valley Dance Band feat. Vanessa from Ultrasound at the Archway tonight?

EDIT: I'm off home now. If anyone does want to go, phone or text. Adios.