Private views are like teenage parties (at least the one's I attended) if you do go, nothing happens, if you don't, you feel you missed something fabulous. Tomorrow "Unspooling" opens after an excruciating radio interview (my eye is not fit for tv), a mildly painful artists' buffet (I'm not clear about that yet) and, no doubt, some speeches.
Tomorrow I promise photos and wild tales.
Also many thanks are due to my lovely parents who took Miss Dover and I to lunch. Hopefully I have placed sufficient commas in their correct places.