I hope not, anyway.

Up late, sit (synchronised with Dorset) and, after breakfast, down to the next job, which involves hamsters. While I’m working, I listen to Joseph Stiglitz lectures. I assume the tone won’t find its way into the book. I hope not, anyway. Not sure that a fun book about hamsters can bear the influence of a sobering overview of the excesses of the multinational corporations and the international banks.

That goes on surprisingly late. Then I go to the chip shop to get dinner.

Home. With and after dinner, we watch Moon, which really is as fabulous as everyone says.