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Opening at the gallery tonight. Had a good night. I’ve not been out drinking for ages (apart from last night) so the drinks I drank tonight were good ones. Danny ‘The Man’ Saunders gave me an amazing Wolverine t-shirt that he picked up on his worldly travels. And in order to show off properly he threw in a free complimentary cigar that he picked up off someone or other by the name of Pettibon. !

Waited for ages in a queue for a taxi at central station which would have been much duller if it wasn’t for the big fight that made the cops turn up and some football fans acting weird in a cheery drunken sort of way and all those chaps who are oblivious to everything apart from whether or not you have too much spare change.

And I also saw Jack . Who is an old friend. We never ever keep in touch and we never really hung around that much in the first place. But I respect Jack more than everyone else that I never keep in touch with. We bump into each other on the street about once or twice a year and mutually claim that we might try to keep in touch and then make each other feel better by doing nothing of the kind. This time I hope we do. We could reminisce about how strange it is that we never bothered keeping in touch.