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I have rejoined the working world, back in sales, 9 to 5:30, horrendous daily commute, the whole 9 yards. I'm not happy about it, but there you go. I was just starting to make some decent money out of freelancing, but people mess you around so much, and my savings were dwindling fast. Then, typically, just as I'd scored a 400 writing contract from an American site which would PROBABLY have lead to regular work worth about 1,600 a month... I was accepted for a job.

It goes without saying I'm trying to do the writing work anyway.

I'm in panto this week. Oh yes I am. Dick Whittington in Barnes, just South of Hammersmith. And then I go straight into rehearsals for a PG Wodehouse play in the New Year. Hurrah!