Hiatus

Your humble Devil is unlikely to post much today. His landlady is coming around tomorrow and the flat is an absolute fucking tip.

Some severe tidying needs to go on before your humble Devil decides which of the five possible drinking sessions he goes to tonight.

Seriously, this is going to take hours.

This is absolutely a temporary, i.e. one day, hiatus, unlike that of Newmania, who has departed this blogging world. Another one bites the dust (although he is still a vocal correspondent, and I am glad for it!)...

UPDATE: at risk of being accused of live-blogging my tidy-up, that's all of the crap in the sitting-room thrown into plastic bags and ready to be taken downstairs to the bins.

I have a load of old boxes, bottles and bags to take down there too, so I shall do that before I address the kitchen. Actually, there are a lot of bottles: about a year's worth of heavy beer and wine drinking. This might take a while...

Oh god, the kitchen. Seriously, it's like something out of Withnail and I. Anyone who's seen it can testify to its hideousness. Ah, well, onwards...