Middle of the middle. I wake up feeling fine – no headache or anything. Yoga in the glass room, and then to prepare breakfast. Again, everything goes swimmingly, no matter how complicated it is. We complete with fifteen minutes to spare, then stand in silence for twelve of them, before I realise we’ve not put fruit out.
After completing breakfast. straight to housework.
Zombies meeting, multiple minor seconds, floating personnel and all.
Perform with Victoria for lunch – the piece we call “The Quiet One”, although that isn’t its name. It goes fairly well – well enough.
In the afternoon there are more meetings – more Zombies (everybody seems to want to learn the bass), Intergalactic and I Want You/She’s So Heavy
Perform I Want You/She’s So Heavy for dinner. Super-extended version which certainly gets a response from the audience.
Breakages and Faux-pas.
In the evening Robert presents an exercise for the morning sitting and there’s a Big Circle – circulations and whizzing. Personally I wouldn’t trust myself to count to 33; and with some justification. Personally, I wouldn’t trust myself to count the moon.
Put shirts in to soak before bed. General euphoria, which is expressed on our floor in conversation, on the first floor in slightly less restrained conversation and on the ground floor in all-out guitar mayhem.