Feb 23rd – I’m not the kind of man who tends to socialise, I seem to lean on old familiar ways.

She’d been sat between us at dinner and had this sort of flaky skin, most of which stayed on the seat when she got up.

18th Feb – Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel, Never ending or beginning on an ever spinning reel.

In a world which celebrates marriage at first sight, and the televised sharing of STDs between teenagers, this sounds like Kenneth Clarke's Civilisation to me.