Despite this being called the Applecast (imaginative, don't you think?) and being recorded in New York, it has preciously little to do with anything American. We just happen to be here at the moment.
As soon as I record and publish this I will be heading out to watch England's inevitable hard-luck story as we go out of the Euros to Italy in the quarter finals, as seems to be traditional with England. And then I get on a ferry to the Governor's Ball, which is a music festival on Randall's Island, which looks like it will be rather fun.
Mrs. Toad might actually be able to get a three-month secondment out here, which might be fun. We'd have to find some way of making sure the cats were fed in our absence, and that the house was looked after in general, but given I can basically work from a laptop pretty much anywhere, it seems like it would be a really rather fun thing to do, don't you reckon? The Song, by Toad Records New York office!