Monday, October 28

I will walk into Baltic 39 and meet Andrea Phillips, before turning round to meet Sophie and Henry. We will go for a lunchtime sandwich and then spent a long afternoon in a meeting whose precise purpose we never quite understand.

At the end of the afternoon I go to the toilet and see the most baffling sign I have seen in a long time. What does that sentence actually mean?

We will all go for a Sardinian dinner, bolstered by nostalgic talk about the eighties, and all leave early. I had very little sleep last night and will manage six hours tonight.

Things, sometimes, can only get better.