London is a ghots town - literally. I am 25 floors up in the Uncut offices and all I can see is a tiny sweep of land with some buildings half-poking out of the mist. It's very odd to see.
The traditional consumer mag work experience prevails - mail distro, internet surfing, the usual fun. At least there's no replica of the bizarre German femme from Kerrang! She was terrifying to say the least. you'd understand.
Best emo song title of the day thus far; Victim is another name for lover. Ow.