I write things here.

The archive.

My life is complete(-ish)

My piano arrived!

Now, Chopin.

P.S. as the piano mover was hauling it into the room, I mentioned that it was of a particular attachment, given that it was the piano I leant on. He casually mentioned that “his mate, Tim Minchin, had been trying to get him to learn for the past 4 years”. Seriously? Tim Minchin?! Not sure if I was being had on. If I were, it’s a fairly obscure joke to make…