Amongst other things I was writing about Meg Stuart's Re-visited and about Johnathan Burrows' Both Sitting Duets, about different people's stories at Barbara Campbell's 1001 Nights Cast and about a visit to Thomas Hirschhorn's installation Stand Alone. I was writing about That Night Follows Day, the performance I made with Victoria involving a cast of seventeen children, and about watching rehearsals for Edit Kaldor's new performance. I was quoting Georges Perec, Gordon Craig and random spam and email fragments, I was linking to a fantastic video of John Cage on a game show in 1950-something and describing a trip to a chaotic Berlin Museum of the Wall. At some point I was even describing my dream of a performance that probably couldn't be staged in real life, for technical reasons.