Binged the entire seven of Ben Aaronovitch’s Rivers of London novels again, ’cos sometimes a girl just wants a black Harry Potter and a Muslim Hermione — even if they are cops.
Best new show right now: Vida.
I found this snuck into my suitcase. Stone Tape Theory Altar of Lemmy.
The day after. Removing darkness. De-mummification.
Watching Virginia transcribe one of the many cassette tapes of Stone Tape Theory and I see the name of the street I live in.
Melanie Lane messages with an offer of cassette players. From Germany. Big ’70s portable boxes. Yesterday, our brilliant tech crew sort getting the output to input into the desk and I rack them up. Our tech booth looks dead serious now.
12 in widdershins.
Lemmy watches over us in the biobox, offerings of cigarettes and whiskey.