Believe it or not I am going to miss the school holidays. They've been fun. This morning we visited friends. The grown ups sat at the dining table, occasionally called in to watch performances in the bedroom: semi-choreorgaphed, mental shows involving a desk lamp, an ipod and carpet burn. It sent me back to Otto's archive of movies, which he makes for himself every other day, just to marvel at his inventive sense of play. I've been hanging out for some time out, and now I have a couple of hours to myself this is what I find myself doing. Go figure.