My journey to the "Pride Illustrated" talk yesterday descended, scrap by scrap, into a nightmare scenario reminiscent of the worst of the Film 4 comedies. A series of increasingly plaintive twitters mark the progress of the disaster; the exploding car transporter, the broken air conditioning, the two school parties of children coming back from their Oxford Open Day. I arrived in London after a journey of four and a half hours, all information heat-blasted from my brain save the location of a rather nice cocktail bar near Charing Cross. I made it to the counter, gasped out an order, turned around, and saw an old school friend and the son of a former colleague sharing a private moment -- which I promptly invaded, trailing heat and disaster in my wake. Eventually I felt strong enough to walk round the block to the pub where the Pride Illustrated gang had repaired to, just as everyone was leaving. I met David Shenton in the end, shook his hand and croaked, "how nice to meet you". Smooth, Jeremy, really smooth.

Somehow one last drink turned into a wide-ranging and fascinating debate about art, the nature of queer identity, politics, self expression and the most stylish thing to wear to gay shame. Alas, I then had to haul myself back onto a stuffy bus for the journey home. I'm not very well today. Heat exhaustion, I think.

Oh, and do you remember Gormley's plan for the plinth? In a sense I already partyicipated, back in the voting rounds when I made this:

me on anthony's plinth I may not opt for standing on one leg, though....

But nevertheless:

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