what a lovely weekend!

I am feeling awake on a monday for the first time in a long time - this weekend has been fun! On saturday i spent the day with Paul, It was a pretty nice day so we had a long walk along the south bank and popped into the Tate Modern to see the new installation - Doris Salcedo's Shibboleth, to put it bluntly it's a crack in the floor the travels winds its way the length of the turbine hall, it goes all the way down to the foundations of the building. At first i stood there looking at it, not sure what to make of it but reflecting on it has made me think that it was quite stunning, instead of filling the hall with sculptures or light installations like so many before, the artist has made us see the space in a totally different way and shifted our attention to where we would never think to look. The sybolism of the crack could mean many things to many different people but ripping something apart that has been there for so long is extremely powerful.

The rest of the day was spent along the thames, having drinks on a boat that made us both feel slightly fragile and then a swift one in the retro bar before i had to head out to Ealing to see Oliver tread the boards in "A funny thing happened on the way to the forum" - it was quite good, reminded me of carry on and the farce that Victoria Wood jokes about in her "An Audience with" - whoops there go my bloomers! it was the last night of the play so there was a party after with lots of drink so i woke up in Ealing yesterday feeling fragile but ready to go and get home for a scrub before going to work at 2!

Am off to the cinema tonight in an attempt to save some cash! Either going to see "Michael Clayton" or "The Counterfieters" - both look quite depressing but hey thats what mondays are for.

I am so excited about seeing Rufus Wainwright on friday in Sheffield, i have literally been listening to him all weekend - the great thing about him is that i dont skip any tracks as they are all pretty amazing, i shall probably be listening to him all week, by the time it gets to friday i shall be a complete wreck, i think i may scream when he comes on and possibly cry a little.

xx