FEBRUARY- Week 3

Tuesday Evening

Right.

I have been thinking about the addresses situation and I want to share some thoughts.

Six to eight, Mule. Six to eight.

I am categorically not judging this. What I am doing is conducting a quiet review of my own position and finding it, frankly, underdeveloped.

We have the lady at number 39 who leaves the garden gate open, and that is broadly it.

Two. Possibly two and a half.

To maintain that level of operation across an entire London postcode without a single address knowing about the others until now is, and I will use the word, masterful.