FryingPanFire

After an enforced day off, I hauled my languid self to Ladbroke Grove to the Mutate Britain show for its private view. Knowing full well I wouldn’t get anywhere near seeing the art, I busied myself by fixing a grin on my face and calling people “darling”.

I did, however, catch up with a few old friends, make a couple new acquaintances and feigned coolness when spoken to.

And even managed to bang out a piece for Juxtapoz Magazine.

God I ache from being so cool