This is where my parents are living at the moment:
Literally in a car park in Devon. Pretty classy. The exhibition last night ran pretty smoothly it was warm with a good bbq and pleasant company. I haven't really cracked on properly with the super secret project, i've been hiding from things for a few days. But good news, the wheels are rolling. Not enough people have leapt in to help yet and i'm still banking on a little more support for it though i've hinted at enrolment of a few people for it.
One of my tutors asked me last night why i wasn't at Chelsea or Camberwell or something and why i enrolled at LCC. I couldn't say anything except that it was the lesser of three evils.
I'm going to a vintage funfair tomorrow, then to a music festival and then to watch eurovision. I'm being beaten up by culture.
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