Off to Switzerland tomorrow, to hang around with our mate Cindy, walk through snow, eat chocolate, walk through snow, look at scenery. and eat chocolate. And whatever we do, wherever we are, we will know that the clocks are telling the *exact* time. Because it's Switzerland, and anything else would ruin their reputation.
The BBC thing has been postponed, but the bloke said to send him my stuff anyway, because he liked the sound of it, and you never know. Got a meeting with somebody from some production place, forget the name - they liked P45, and want to chat about other possible projects (they don't do movies, so they wouldn't want it anyway). So all is looking healthy as we swan off to Snowland. I'm not using the royal "we", I mean me and Jo.