Sunday night there was another brat-pack movie � She�s Having a Baby � the same director as Saturday night�s but nowhere near as entertaining.

Yesterday I finished off the paper about Mexico and despatched it. There�s another task to start today. The bear seemed to be having an average day � no wildly inspired pairings of tracks or gross lapses of taste � at least up to the point where the comms with LFM went when it was time to put The River on.

I mailed Dick with an mp3 of the psalm setting and a note about alternative liturgy. An invitation to lunch next week arrived.

The TV programme about the surgeon at the Battle of Trafalgar was very gory considering the time that it was aired.