Woke around 0700. Shower

Did some yoga, from Sivananda book: Kapalabati, neck, shoulders, eyes, lion, four rounds of sun salutation, leg lifts and squeezes, then half an hour being a corpse. “I relax my toes, I relax my toes. My toes are relaxed.” Up through the whole body, then the whole thing again, focusing on the insides, then lastly, the brain itself, and then there is very little left to relax. I feel it may be an every-deepening phenomenon. By then Caroline was getting up, around 0815.

Made breakfast of apple, half orange, half grapefruit, banana, dash of Innocent smoothie, two spoons yoghurt, some mixed nuts and seeds, Crispy Rice.

Browsed through emails, news, facebook, flickr. To work.

Answered some emails, enquired to  Watkins Books about the value of some Gurdjieff books someone donated. £80 for three books. I’ll take them up to London some time. Scanned some book covers Yojun had entered in the database. Just Arne and I in the office today.

Lunch at home with Caroline: Omlette with yellow pepper and some carrots, sat on the doorstep in the bright warm sun.

Sleep for half an hour. To work.

Finished 690909, Public Dialogue at Brockwood, sat in the conservatory then sitting room to proof read. 19 pages that didn’t really go anywhere, but on re-reading its amazing how he holds such scattered input from the audience together.

Home through the rain, both of us under the raincoat. Thinking of swimming in the rain, but didn’t. facebook and washing up while baked spuds cooked. Supper at the table, pause before.

Watched Oliver Twist (Polanski) in bed together, plus a few of the extras. Sad tale; don’t find it uplifting. Well made and great sets and props. Some ropey child acting early on. Seeing some making-of makes me appreciate the art more. It’s easy to criticise.

Alarm set for 0700, going to sleep.