Seven days in a tent without internet access¹ was not as bad as I thought it might be. Not sure if you can get withdrawal symptoms, but the only time I missed having unfettered access to information when everything was kicking off with the airline explosives scaremongering.

It was tempting to have a look at my work e-mails when I got back to civilisation but since they have recently changed our web-mail system I could not even remember how to log in correctly. Looks like I am not that much of an internet junkie after all.

Oh, and Cornwall was great. Highlights including surviving four hours on a fishing boat (from where we coincidently got to watch Sunday service at the Minack Theatre), and watching a enactment of the ‘Battle of Trevavo’ by the Sealed Knot (complete with cannons).

As for the Tate St. Ives, what it really needs is an influential caucus of art critics lead by Brian Sewell and Robert Hughs to walk in one day, walk up to some paintings, looks at them, look at each other and go:

‘John Hoyland, he’s not very good though is he.’

Abstract shmabstract.

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