serious

Incommunicado.

Work on the bathroom has started, and this involved the phone line being cut. Not intentionally, though. As the cable through the flat's an old fabric-coated three-core line, I'd guess it's quite old and not as robust as it was.

Still, after a bit of fiddling with wire and a multimeter I now have proper service back. Did I miss much?
Coming to the Hoose tonight for Mark's birthday thing? Off to some punk club thing afterwards. We should be in the Hoose for 9.30pm. See you there?
Are you coming to Cthulhu first?
If so, can you assist in my Geographically Challenged approach to finding this punk club after the game, please?