I was hanging out with friends at an after thing, and I kept having to step outside because my coughing was reaching the noise level of a small gunfight.

I'm really going to make an appointment to see a doctor this week. This is getting silly.

Weekend Rundown:

Friday Night: Went to see an American goth violinist/singer named Emily Autumn. God's honest truth, she looked great but as she was singing to a backing track for the most part her set lurched between good cabaret and bad kareoke. I left just before the end of the set to meet a friend who is over from Berlin who was going to play some kind of mashup set in Shoreditch. Chilling in Hoxton Square, then seeing the show in the basement of a Shoreditch club. Interesting.

Also: while still at the Emily show, I finally met the editor of the magazine that I write for. He's a good chap.

Saturday: Go out mid afternoon to buy new Harry Potter Book (alert to all: post spoilers and I will hunt you down). Wind up looking through bookshops/music shops/guitar shops in Soho, having a quiet drink at the Marlborough Head and then the Dev in Camden and then onto serious clubbing,

Sunday: After with friends. Learn a lot of things about Ireland. Here bad stories about stuff that has happened to people in Leytonstone. Head home on the late tubes. See five other people reading the new Harry Potter. Most two or three chapters in, one had nearly finished it.