Am home safely, trying to get used to my UK keyboard again.
Watching the Live Aid DVD, which keeps making me go "Who is that guy?", "Um, impressive mullet, whoever you are," and "Dude, was there an acute shortage of razors backstage at Wembley or something?" Conclusion at the end of disk one: they should have given these people name tags, the Eighties were scary, and people needed a shave.
Also, whatever happened to Cindi Lauper, anyway?