What is London?

London is a place a hundred-thousand miles away from here, where all the evils of the world live, and they don’t know where I am at the moment, and they can’t contact me by phone because it’s turned off and has been for days, and they could e-mail me, but I’d probably not pick it up. The world outside Norfolk can go fuck itself for one week. I’m not in the slightest bit interested in what is happening out there.