Would everyone please stop asking Enobarbus for his autograph just because he has shared a cell with Terrapin Zero; it is making him think he has something to be proud of. He hasn't, of course. He also got I think it was 31 new GCSEs today and smirked right through breakfast. He really is very annoying.
Ced is back. He's reading the back of a washing up liquid bottle as I write and looking absolutely baffled. He's had all the pots and pans out as usual, making his unusual chutney. If anyone can stomach any of this, after the disaster of 2009, he is (optimistically) selling it for £2.65 a pot, which isn't a big pot. Big enough though. He has been hinting that there's something extra in it this year. Mark had a little bit on a slice of toast 10 mins ago and the colour has all but completely drained from his face.
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