All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I’d sooner go to my dentist any day.

Wednesday
Spent the morning in the apartment, apart from popping out to the deli to buy ingredients for breakfast.

Took the subway uptown and went to see an exhibition of photographs by Garry Winogrand tucked away in the Pace/MacGill gallery on the ninth floor of a building on East 57th Street. These pictures, taken in zoos in the 1960s presented a quirky view of humans visiting the zoos in relation the animals they were observing and being observed by. Every picture is a gem - and they are also hilarious.

Back to Central Park for a laze, and then took the subway downtown to Bleeker Street. Now I'm not saying I have any sense of direction on a good day, but between emerging from an unusual subway exit and trying to work out which way was west by the sunset and holding the map upside-down I managed to guide us up the Elephant and round the Castle then back to the Italian Cafe on Mercer Street before catching 'Bright Young Things' at the Angelika Cinema. Slightly disappointing film based on Waugh's 'Vile Bodies', but worthwhile to see Peter O'Toole hamming it up as only he can. The Red Lion beckoned on the way back, as did the G&Ts with a Nick Cave/David Bowie soundtrack.