Freelance work is sent to try us. It’s just designed to drive you mad. Today I’ve discovered that the ¬£350 that Time Out owe me for writing the gay section of this year’s London Guide has been sent to a place I haven’t lived in for two years. Two years! This wouldn’t annoy me so much if it wasn’t for the fact that I worked at Time Out full time for nearly 18 months after I moved from my old flat.