My exciting life.

My evenings are interminably glamorous in London - on Sunday I was up ironing until 1am in the morning, trying to plough through a mountain of shirts that looked like something the EU might concoct - wonky collars and sweat-stained armpits, that sort of thing. I've only got two weeks left in London, incidentally - the shirts I ironed mean that I've got two for every day of work I've got left in parliament with change. Every single one of which will likely be useless in my next iteration as a human being. More on both of these hot topics later in the week.

Yesterday I watched a film (I can't even remember what it was) and this evening I started the essay that I'm supposed to be handing in on Friday (5,000 words on how my life is far too busy to get anything done that needs to be done as long as you ignore the fact that I spent Sunday ironing and yesterday watching a film that was so tepid I can't even remember what it was) and...I took part in a podcast! In all likelihood I'll get edited out like so many star turns that end up on "Before They Were Famous 12!" with Denis Norden...I was going to crack some hilarious Denis Norden-themed jokes there and I went on Wikipedia to check whether he was dead or not first, but he isn't and then I forgot what I was going to say anyway.

But yes - podcast. There's Angry. And there's Cliff. Together, they form 'Angry and Cliff'. They very kindly invited me on to patronise them a little - I gave a new meaning to phoning it in, I truly did. It was exciting, it felt showbizzy and interesting - those chaps sort of reminded me of Russell and Jonathan in their heyday... Links will no doubt follow.