Reprographics - The repro man blog

Animated shorts in the style of soviet-era propaganda of the stories would be unreal....

Steady now! I've just done the washing up, cooked tea and now I'm shouting at kids.
The revolution hasn't happened yet!

Still, it's a lovely dream...

The train has left the station.... You are on it.

I'm in for London gigs.

Thanks, @ChasnotRobert!
Just talked to Mrs Lucifer and she's given all this madness her blessing. Game on!

First time the smoking ban has bothered me. This gig needs the bouquet of fake rothmans dealt from the boot of a Sierra to really set the tone.

Awesome, not had a reply back from Cycle PS yet but it's only been a few hours haha.

If there's a tour there should be tour t-shirts..

.... And guest appearances from FAD

I just want Fucking Amazing Dave to turn up.

MC/hype man to warm up the crowd?

I just want Fucking Amazing Dave to turn up.

I've spoken to him about it - he read Pink Panther and loved it.

Please bring him to London, that would be brilliant.

I want to get proper belmed on twift with Dave then come back into the gig and heckle our chops off....

Oh god, what have I let myself in for...

Tell FAD I'll take care of a slightly less battered Fiesta for all his transportation needs...

He twatted his last Fiesta into a mini ornamental roundabout. He needs new wheels!

Being a scummy, steel-toe wearing workman myself I feel a greater affinity with your characters than the soft-handed graphic design melts on here. I reckon me and Dave would be great in the front row just to keep you on edge.
You have been warned sir...

...good thing I don't drink anymore at least so prob won't heckle too much.

You'd love him, he'd love you.
You'd get so fucked up. He has a vast capacity for weed.

Then I'd be dead/chucking up in a skip.
I'm depressingly clean and sober nowadays.......
Might dust off the Rizlas at a chance to get twifted with the legend though.

Presumably he was belmed off his napper on twift...

A published author good friend of mine runs a monthly literary salon in Herne Hill.

Each month has a theme and she gets a couple of authors down for readings and chat. There are dips and wine.

I'll ask her when the "Northern factory depravity" theme is.

Actually, this is a good idea.

Dips and wine?

I'm in!

Hummus and flat bread with a Montepulciano.

Lap that shit up.

Last month's theme was sex and romance.

The chat got quite filthy by the end of the evening.

You'll fit right in. Fnar fnar.

Dips and wine?

This isn't a wife-swapping euph.

I'm a fucker for a dollop of taramasalata, I am. It's like catnip to me.

Chuck a caraf of pinot grigio in there too and you've got yourself a riot.