Tuesday, December 29, 1981
I went into Easterby with Andrew early on and we wandered round William Street Market, WH Smith’s, Eastgate, Erickson’s, HMV, etc. . . . I borrowed money off him to buy DADA-Art and Anti-Art by Hans Richter. I also bought a jumper from Burton’s. We got back at one.
Grant Riley rang at seven and we had a fairly long talk about his poetry, our mutual dislike of Christmas, the binge he went on on Xmas eve, and a performance art thing he did with Nik and friend involving blue, pink, and yellow footprints and saliva to the sounds of U Roy.
Watched Artemis '81: weird with a capital W. “Public virgins who spatter us with their moral filth.”