I woke with the head of a tiger, sadly close to extinction, and then thought in quantum mechanical tangles for the rest of the morning. On approaching lunch time I found I had Neptune’s trident wrapped round my neck (be careful what you say to figments of your imagination as they rise through an outmoded Edwardian plumbing system!). I imagined Athena, who I have always loved, as having very short hair and then put the telephone down on myself - I hate cold callers! I worked in my studio for the rest of the day: it is cleverly modelled on the head of a whale species found only in the seas of Europa - it is here that all whalers are pursued by whales and all hunters are hunted. I quite suddenly grew to over twenty feet tall, carefully planting cobwebs on the ceiling as I did so.