Let me ask you, Lisa, where are you? What have you been doing?

I'm in my bedroom, which I think are being in my bedroom. Yeah, I'm in my bedroom with my desk

and I've done no work today whatsoever, apart from malls with preparation.

Lisa, I know that you go to the London Library to write to do your actual writing. How is not

being able to get out and go somewhere else affected your ability to produce fine prose?

I've used it as a tremendous excuse to be so unproductive over the last few months I can't

even tell you. I despise myself, Andy, for much I've used it as an excuse. I cannot write at home.

When the London Library was open, were you running the gauntlet of the bus or what have you

used to be? I was the first person in when it reopened. They'd have to price me out with a

great big crowbar. Yeah, so I've been in and out of central London all the time.

In fact, that's the last time we were gathered together, wasn't it, because it was in the London

Library for the Christmas show last year. Not far off a year ago, isn't it?

Somebody was reminiscing to me how brilliant the song was, Andy, so they attribute to you.

Ah, the song. Well, you know, some listeners are resistant to our musical elements,

the fools. Martin, where are you? Well, I am giving a completely false impression of

the life I leave, because I'm actually in my wife and a study, where she, it's nice and it's

tidy and it's nicely lit and it's full of learneded tones, because she's doing a philosophy

PhD at Birkbeck at the moment. Nice lighting. But she has the laptop, and I haven't got a laptop,

because I don't really understand any of this shit, as Nikki will understand, because she actually

spoke to my technical support earlier on when Anna turned her laptop on, because I don't have to.

And normally, I'd be upstairs, where I have been most of the day, and in my studio, which is

organized chaos, and I've been doing a nice picture of the Prime Minister's departing special

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