London calling... wait, did you just hang up on me?

I live in London during term now. Woe/Woo is me. Anyway, my beautiful friend Remy Ciuba (a regularly featured cool kid on this blog) has agreed to take over the running of My New Muse when I'm not around. I'll still help out when in Belfast and hopefully give the occasional blighty based injection, but she's becoming my grasshopper and taking over the reigns. It seems a little pointless to move the operation over here when this town is saturated by such projects, and it just wouldn't feel right anyway. When I'm next home I will complete her inauguration and present her with the coveted chalk board. If you're reading this, thanks for sticking with me over the last two years of (sparse) blogging! Upwards and ontopwards.

I leave you with two snaps from my first month in this grubby little hole of delights. Au revoir!