Nothing conclusive, though.

Breakfast at the-place-that-used-to-be-Perdoni’s and walk along the very crowded South Bank and get stereo microphone bar and two Y-cables from Maplins.

Home, and do… stuff. Mostly in Logic. Nothing conclusive, though.

Dinner is fish and chips, and we watch the Japan season on the TV. I stay up too late watching The Hidden Blade.