A few days ago, my friend graham asked me to help him with his Masters. It’s a stage adaptation of 100 years of solitude, and graham wants me to help him with the details. I have to read the book, and give graham guidance.

Why he asked me to do this I don’t know. I think he likes my love of literature, a passion which we share. To be honest, this project sounds like fun – something to do in the evenings, and now I have another book to get my teeth into, full of Latin passion. Yay!

But I had to laugh. Last night graham had gathered his cast to start rehearsal, and, upon meting me in the canteen, had invited me along. You will never see anything weirder than a drama session, I can tell you. It was like a series of party games: they were tossing fake balls of energy around etc. it was like a big game of lets pretend or charades. We writers are much too refined for such tomfoolery. Actors, bah! Mind you, it was fun when I joined in!

So, today I have a book to read; I’m meeting graham at 10 and Julia at 12; there’s a 1voice phone meeting tonight too. It should be a good day!