Last night go to the Chelsea futurespace gallery in Victoria to see an exhibition of the collaboration between Marian and Peter Daglish. Peter would draw directly on Osnaburg coarse linen canvas, the lines then 'punched' with a needle full of yarn. I've seen the prints and the enamels, but these are new and forty years after are crisp and colourful. I used to look after Spot, the Daglish's cat, when they holidayed in their house in Seillans, a Surrealist retreat. Spot would not like leaving the living room at night, and having figured out he didn't like the sound of a vacuum cleaner, I'd resort to psychological torture and bring out the vac - no need to switch on. I'll pay for this in my circle of the inferno. Get back home to hear the second half of the incredible Chelsea-Liverpool game - funny how the Surrealist theme continued.
Wednesday is busy. A Collection Heads meeting followed by a Web Archiving Programme Board. Talk to a BBC journalist about a World Service programme on e-books. Get home at around half six. Create an old favourite - meat ravioli mixed with soured cream, black pepper and white vinegar. It's derived from a Russian restaurant in Helsinki: for me dining out is a form of culinary research - how can I make this meal myself.