So. My time in London has come to an end and I’m starting up again in Oxford. This happens to be where I live at the moment because I’m a student. The weather was so amazing today that I couldn’t resist cycling up to the community garden to take a look. I’m meeting with the people who work there on April 17th and will probably spend a good few days there generating new material. I’ve got the winter part down – snow, sludge etc – but I’m wondering what I’ll write about for summer. I think of it as a black month. Things getting too ripe and fat. I seem to associate warm weather with scenes from Walkabout (Nicolas Roeg, 1971).