Where I’ve Been
So, I’ve spent the last 28 hours hitchhiking from London to Luton, then to Luton airport, where I slept on a very uncomfortable blue padded chair for five hours before having a Whopper. Afterward, we all tried unsuccessfully to get to Leicester — but are now back in London, on the way to Sheffield.
If it sounds confusing, it’s because I’m involved in one of the most poorly-planned TV productions ever. (And, though I’m fine with the cold and the rain and the exhaustion, I would really like Mr. Producer to involve more hookers in the show.)