Got up very early, did some emails, went back to bed. Then Jon came around with the printwork he'd done for us to use to smooth the waters. Am so impressed with him - he's really good and sensible - and does nice designs too.
Then Vale Square - helped Emily with her Van Gogh Paint in - it went really well... lots of children and parents, and Andrew Baldwin's fantastic kinetic sculpture - the naked male is always an attractive feature - and a rather strange one with wings. House ok - but liked it less somehow. Then went to Chris & Shelly's Open Studio - the house looks fantastic, and their work very enjoyable. Home for short break, then off to hear the Scatterlings recite - very good news, really enjoyable poetry and met the other two poets, Mark and Geraldine. The La Cope - which was good, but after I'd seen the first half I didn't really have time to stay for the rest, and didn't have the overwhelming desire to, conscious that I needed to get home to make beds for Mark and Mixy, the Dead Poets.
They appeared at 6.00 - had wine in the garden, then they left to explore Ramsgate - and we had Indian takeaway, which arrived just as Mark was called to the Pavilion to collect the PA, then we had dinner and now we are having an argument about what film to watch which will last until it is too late to watch anything. Ned and Finn were very good about delivering letters - generally helping out. I thought it was all going so well, and now the row about films (Mighty Boosh vs. Amarcord) is making me fed up again.
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