As you may assume from the title of this post, my lappy crashed, nay, descended into a chasm of despair after I'd completed scanning the final page of 24 Minutes ...And That, the new Travelling Man antho. Twenty four unsaved jpegs were taken to a pixely end. Needless to say, after sleeping and watching Georgia destroy Russia in the volleyball arena, the book is now scanned and awaiting a few finishing touches in Photoshop.
OK Comics in Leeds are stocking Nightbus and you should go there and buy a copy. The website says they have a lending library type venture too, which sounds jolly interesting.
And after a shaky start, I've actually made it to 49 not out. Next post's the fiftieth, so I'll do something dead good. Maybe even topical.