Coins

I am sorry for deserting you for so long my dear faithful blog readers, of which there are perhaps five? Maybe less. Maybe more. How vague.

I have been very busy performing in a play, writing up a film idea (very excited and pleased with that) and planning to take a sketch show to the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. in fact you can follow that particular blog at:

http://performanceterrorists.blogspot.com

I know, I know. It just kind of trips off the tongue doesn't it?

Anyway we shall see how that goes in due course.

For now though, I'd like to speak to you about coins. That's right. Coins. And why oh why can we not get them from the cash machine? the amount of times I have gone to the cash machine to get money out for a friend I owe...only to then have to figure out how exactly we will change the ten pounds into six pounds fifty because he has no change.

My solution is basically having coins available to fall out the machine at your request. It's genius. It's not particularly funny in any way, I just thought I'd bring it up.

I may even have mentioned it before but I'm not sure. So here it is again. It's the future!

Maybe.

Possibly.

Probably not.

Oh.