Asked this morning if I could do some impromptu voice recording for someone's uni work. It was an advert for the National Trust and all their protected homes. My direction was to make it sound hip, exciting and great for young people. Trying to pitch Petworth House to teenagers is like trying to sell bacon to vegetarians, it just isn't going to happen. Was a fun read anyways.
Jamie came back home later this evening. Haggis pizza was prepared in celebration of his homecoming. Along with a very milky iced coffee which I am only now, at 1am, regretting to drink. I just have too much energy to go to bed now. This really sucks.
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