The retreat was wonderful, I stayed and really appreciated the long periods of silence and no communication, looking out at the mill race and going to sleep to the background of water roaring over stone. No demands of the object, no sense of domestic intrusion or other things to do. I started to work more concentratedly and the evenings, after lovely dinners, we all met together to share our writing of the day. This was the very best part of everything for me, after missing the interaction with the Falmouth poets so much. We talked intensively, listened very hard, suggested, amended, embraced each other literally and through our work. I sent off to Rialto Nature competition and to Southport and best of all had an audience that really helped me to see what I was doing with Ha Noi 2000. The downside has been coming back with very bad arthritis that has settled in my neck and head and makes it impossible to think, write or even read. Tonight the first night I have been able to think of writing on the computer and already I realise that I must stop soon. Frustrating to now want so much to write, feel like I can do it and then physically find it impossible to actually use the computer or look at the screen. The upside of this – I sat and listened for a long time to Bach on Radio 3 – not able to distract myself with any other activity I entered the music in a way that I hadn’t experienced before. I learned something there certainly. Now I have learned how long I can type for and it is now time to finish.