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it seems a fair few things have happened. My flatmate’s band, the tuneful Mr Hudson and the Library have begun to hit the big time and have been gigging all over the country. They are supporting Erykah Badu next month, whose album ‘Baduism’ I flogged to death when I was doing day shifts in my former life as a bartender. I am very excited. New York’s most famous exotic dancer and celebrity blogger was apparently staying in my room while I was away (my flatmates’ generosity knows no bounds) and apparently owes us a new kettle.
In a rather more bizarre twist, Ben and I received a boatload of emails from a very nice but very irate couple in the US who had signed on with Gas SOUTH, a natural gas company based in Georgia. Apparently, for some reason Ben and my emails were given as the customer services department and our jolly auto responder saying that we would be in the Greenland ice-cap for a month was met with disbelief that a customer service department could be so callous. Thankfully, they have accepted our explanation that any natural gas production we have been involved with over the last month has been down to a carbohydrate-rich diet and that it should have relatively little effect on the state of Georgia.
