The time has come. The stars are right. This kind of planetary alignment may not come again for a thousand years.
And so, with only a sharpened stick and a laptop loaded with the best music videos of 2005* I must hie me briefly to London Town, where I shall meet Threshold Guardians (producers), Enter the Underworld (Tube) , encounter A Supernatural Helper with Mysterious Powers (agent), face my own Dark Shadow (early morning reflection in hotel mirror) and then nip back home with a Boon For My Community (hopefully, money to spend in Falmouth Tesco's).
And tales to tell, of course. 'Why, in the centre of London I saw a man, a-standing top a pillar, where he had been chased by lions and pigeons! I shouted at him to come down but he could not hear me!' That sort of thing. Rumours that I ran helter-skelter across London Road, terrified out of my wits by the belief that cars were 'angry metal rooms' will turn out to nonsense, thanks Richard.
Meanwhile, do check out they videos, they am all ace. Also, marvel at Latigo Flint's cattle calming song, and although it's unlikely, if anyone has any more local paper headlines as good as James's "Gay bishops could tear church apart"** - as James adds, presumably "with their BIG GAY HANDS", do let me know. I feel a Blue Cat christmas book coming on.
*The Chemical Brothers one is utterly bloody terrifying.
** Far too good to languish in the comments section of the previous post.