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26.6.05 In 1732, the poet Alexander Pope gave a greyhound to King George II...

...to be kept at the royal kennels near Hampton Court. The dog's collar was engraved thus: "I am His Highness' Dog at Kew. Pray tell me Sir, whose dog are you?"

Well, quite. I have been locked in the flat all weekend doing film rewrites (and associated procrastinory activites: Music and Film sections added to The Annotated Alex. Thanks to the iTunes affiliate programme, a few fractions of pence from any tracks you download will go towards keeping me in the eccentric and ridiculously expensive clothing for which I am known.) I have emerged only to see Patti Smith play Horses at the RFH last night, and go for a long celebratory walk this evening. Now, at twilight: red wine and Italo Calvino's Castle of Crossed Destinies.

Another recent interview with me: "We were a very artistic household, my family. I was always being dragged to museums as a kid, and my mother was always reading poetry out loud or playing the piano (she is a skilled classical pianist). And then my parents were surprised when I wanted to be an artist. I even went to the Rhode Island School of Design for the summer to study graphic design. I was OK. I never would have been great. Because I got good grades, my parents (who, note well, both studied photography at university) said they wouldn't pay for art school, but would pay for me to go to a proper university. I went to Princeton. My parents wanted me to major in something useful, like Politics or Economics. I majored in Art History. [...] My life has been one big detour through Stuff Other People Thought I Should Do, back to What I Always Wanted. Still, the trip was eminently worthwhile, and the scenery was great. No regrets." More.

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