Sitting at home. What am I doing?

That, by the way, is a line from The Secret Machines. Have given up on The Futureheads, but did manage to pick up "A Night at the Opera" for £3.99 in Woolworths, one of the nicer shops in what our guide for new students inexplicably calls "Elephant and Castle's vibrant shopping centre."

This review of "On The Third Day" in the Evenings Standard makes my review look positively glowing, so I thought I would share it with you as proof that it wasn't just out of jealousy that I thought Kate Betts' play was rubbish.

My publisher and I have managed to concoct this to go into my book (yes, I realise I am sounding pretentious, but I'm enjoying it.) Anyway, I rather like it:

"An expatriate of Yorkshire, Ann Spellman is a London-based humourist and Bradford City supporter who in her spare time works in a university. She has appeared on BBC4 and her work has been featured at the Laughing Horse Comedy Club and Soho Theatre."

It does stretch the truth rather. My "appearance" on BBC4 was as an audience member, giving it my best Joyce Grenfell and telling Muriel Gray that "Mrs Dalloway" was really rather good. The Laughing Horse at least got my name in Time Out but the slot lasted a mere seven minutes. As for Soho, well, I suppose that one is legit. Not sure what my boss (who doesn't look like Luca Toni) will think about the mere hobby status of my job, aside from the fact that it's not true, since I both love my job and seem to be solely responsible for various bits of exciting admin at the moment that have meant I have been staying late after work and spending my nights dreaming about visa corrections and talks for language students.