Dymo, Dymo, wherefore art thou Dymo?

And that's not all I had to hunt down either. I spent all day looking round town for Cromwell road, as I needed to buy a helium balloon, and it turned out that THAT road is right on the end of my road... what a spaz.

Also, the books I purchased on a whim -with my Dymo tape- were 'Illustrating Children's books' and 'Play Pen' by Martin Salisbury, as it's something I've been thinking about for a while. Or maybe I just want to pigeonhole myself into making books that don't contain dick and fart jokes? ...I don't know yet.