Listened to a French-language programme on radio: Wim Wenders was interviewed. He spoke in French, which was a pleasant surprise.

At dinner, dessert was sticky date pudding and caramel sauce.

Got a haircut, the 1st in 5 months. Last Tuesday, Nick asked me if I was going to get my hair tinted now. I said that if the Beastie Boys can have grey hairs (Adam Yauch has more than me) and still stay cool about it all, so can I. Nick's reply was to reach out and grab a grey hair and yank it (as well as a few non-grey ones that his fingers happened to close round) from my head. It was then that I killed him, Officer. (Uh, just kidding.)