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In the last week, I have had a great time. I have also been a little, weirdly, ill.

I…

• drove down to Bristol, rushing down the A701 through hills and heather, to get caught in a long traffic jam on the M6
  
• lost all adequate sense of balance, whilst sober, leading me to collapse to the right
  
• spent an evening and a morning in bed, lest I fall over
  
• spent a good couple of days in the company of old friends
  
• visited two cathedrals – one in Bristol, one in Oxford
  
• went to the Tudor House and Bristol City Museum, where I looked at glass and silver and dinosaurs and pianos (all at the same time!)
  
• wandered through the stones of Avebury, my heart breaking
  
• found some old, fascinating family history
  
• had dinner at All Souls with A. and lunch at Blackwell’s with white_hart (a bit dangerous, I thought, meeting in a bookshop…)
  
• finally saw the Killing Machine, “a theatrical meditation on capital punishment, inspired by Franz Kafka’s In the Penal Colony”, which wasn’t working the last three times I tried to see it
  
• drove up the east coast back to Edinburgh
  
• sopped off for a few hours at Yorkshire Sculpture Park, where I have meant to visit for many, many years; it was brilliant, wonderful, and I had a really good time. Lunch was good, too…

I took 325 photographs; so over the next few weeks, I may even write about all this a little bit more.