Tinka is currently eviscerating my music collection and stuffing its moist, pulpy innards into her computer (with swanky new monitor that actually works) and has also been washing settee covers. I may have created a domestic monster.

Other than that, I've mostly been huddled in a warm, bright corner of the flat avoiding the blustery and bedraggled weather that has well and truly heralded the onset of autumn.

My iPod doesn't stand a chance now.

Dave xx

p.s. Steampunk should be brilliant and everywhere but isn't. Why not?

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