With no sleeps to go now, the focus is not on privation, but on the expansive. Not ‘Will you survive?!?’ But ‘How will you survive?’ A measured and interested enquiry: ‘I will be interested to see how your survival unfolds.’

I am interested to see how our survival unfolds. I am fascinated to discover the ways in which we will cope. I have no notion of it not working, or of us not surviving or not coping. I have complete trust in the kindness of friends and strangers, and, increasingly, more and more trust in my own and each of our capacities.

Someone told us the other day that our project was kind of like acting out the beginnings of a civilisation. That is amazing! And yesterday, during a radio interview, I started wondering out loud what it will be like not to move through space in the usual city ways - now in a car, now on my bike, now up an escalator, now on foot - for ten days. And, of course, no black mirrors: no vibrating smartphones, no emails, no little red flags notifying me of attention received, no news online. I will have the clearest head after ten days with none of that!

I wish there weren’t things left to the last minute (buying a cable, setting up a projector, printing a sign, etc.), and that I could sleep in some more, and then mooch about serenely over last suppers, but it is a festival, and so it goes.

I hope most of all that I work hard and work well at whatever the next 10 days turns out to be.

Many thanks to many people, but at the moment, thanks especially to Marion, Dave and Giemma, for looking after us.

xo, Whil