Wednesday 11 May 1994

Danielle's dad turned up with a huge roll of polythene and said, 'Thought it might be useful,' and then we talked about my Italian leather boots which I bought in London.

He's a charmer, in his wiry little way. Suddenly it was ten past nine and we hadn't started work for the day.

After gathering (in silence) Axel seemed excited and wrote on the whiteboard, 'Inflatable?'

Danielle said, 'You could borrow our vacuum cleaner--it's got a micron-something filter that even germs can't get through.'

A set-up. Ian knew where the tape was. Manty said there was plenty of spray paint left over from the dome. I said, 'Get cracking on your book responses, then, and we might make an inflatable next week.'