I write things here.

The archive.

Damn them all. And their minions.

Back in Cambridge now, and I’ve just been told that the people in white coats are about to remove my 3-piece suite from my room. Bastards. If they take my desk or table from me, I’m not going to be happy. I like that sofa.

Anyway, the organ scholarship trials start today. Which means about 35 temperamental adolescent organists are descending on Cambridge. Great.