University ends; outlook broadens.
Yesterday evening was a wonderful suprise. Called two hours before the event was to start, I went from the nightmarish ordeal of learning shorthand, to the ecstatic, if not hysterical world of a fifteen year old cider drinker. Thinking back on it only makes me more typsy.
It was the launch of the new comic by V V Brown, The City of Abacus. Situated in a musical utopia, the contents of this mad world had been extrapolated, arranged and plastered about The Book Club in Shoreditch. It was all very impressive.
Please forgive my laziness, but shorthand beckons and this website summarises the event far better than I could ever hope in this algebraic state:
And to finish