David Blaine is sitting in a perspex box at the end of our road. It’s very strange indeed. He seems to have decided it’ll be cool to spend 44 days without food or real contact with the outside world. Lots of people have been going down to look at him and a few have been tormenting him. I went down yesterday just as he decided he needed to go to the loo. Given that he’s in a perspex box, this is a bit difficult. He’s got a plastic tube and made himself decent with the use of a sheet. I’ll be intrigued to see if he manages to stay decent three weeks in when he’s really losing it. Anyway, we took some pictures at the weekend.