I am pottering. I recharged an old phone, and found lots of half written songs on it. One, called Mr Bluster, is funny and I know I have some lyrics somewhere for the whole thing, but I might have to just start again, because there are piles of little books with stuff in them. It's about bullying and applies to every bully in the entire universe.
Some of the notebooks are almost diaries, and some of the things written in those are stomach-turningly sad. I will have to have a small bonfire when the Grim Reaper turns up.
One book has these drawings. I think it was from a talk he did at the ICA, where he demonstrated making Risograph prints, but that could be wrong. I am a crap portraitist.