This week, I have mostly been:

  • editing upside-down Welsh text
  • realising that if someone tried to fire me during a job interview, I’d probably laugh and pat them on the head (I’ve been reading too much Anna Pickard)
  • thinking that if they ever make an R Kelly biopic, it’ll be amazing
  • wondering why the hell there were two metal nail files in my microwave
  • rediscovering the joys of breakfast
  • helping my sis move to Hebden Bridge, a town which is somehow entirely uphill
  • singing along to Dusty Bottoms, Lucky Day and Ned Nederlander.