Monday. 'Seriously, mate. I can only apologise for any misunderstanding or inconvenience caused by this unfortunate turn of events' mumbles Rock Steady Eddie humbly, through a mouthful of his own pie for a change. We're in emergency session at The Parametric Tinker, a temporary craft pub in Dalston. I coolly note Eddie's contrition and suggest he gets another round in while I bitterly ponder the situation. Summary: for the last month all my best ideas have been systematically stolen, to wit…
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