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To the DCA last night for the Camilla Low opening which, being well-mannered minimalist sculpture, really isn't the sort of work to get me at all excited. Anyway I'm full of the cold just now so I never stayed out too long. Today I'm sat shivering in a freezing front room, contemplating the fact that I'm shortly to face an overdue council tax bill. This is a lovely place, but if costs prove too prohibitive then I'll need to start seeking new accommodation, along with a new job. Needs must...

Reading a review of an interesting-looking book this morning, the thought struck me: isn't Oppenheimer Analysis the best, most evocative band-name anyone's ever come up with?