… well, it’s pretty damn hot in here right now. All magazine copy to be in by tomorrow – cue palpitations.
However, with any luck, our magazine creation will begin to change from something Frankenstein-esque to a thing of pure beauty with DTP on Saturday.
My mascot and I are very alike.
Over the duration of the course, we have both grown in weird and wonderful ways and acquired new attributes. His are hair, arms, a scarf and hands made of chewing gum. Mine are a penchant for grammar, a thick skin and and a protruding news nose.
We are lacking the vibrance of our youth, and show considerable signs of frazzling around the edges, but we keep each other strong – we shall be in this kitchen for a while yet.