The title of this post is straight from ‘Turn Up The Faders‘ which turned out to be somewhat prophetic last week. Winter has ambushed us again and it feels like, as the image suggests, London is no more. Commuting to work is just like an episode of the Twilight Zone with people coughing or dozing off as if in midst of a strange epidermic. It could be that my own cough/cold combination and subsequent assumption of all sorts of dubious remedies is having an effect on how I perceive everyone. Maybe I’m just being paranoid…
