Just before leaving London/Tower Hamlets to live in Madrid, I met up with my good friend and fellow artist Stephen Emmerson. We walked across Waterloo Bridge and wandered into a magic hat shop called The Mad Hatter. I ended up with a rabbit hat (thanks to Stephen). It is a special hat. I composed a lot of poems from my upcoming poetry collection The Green Monk in Madrid in my rabbit hat. I also performed for the last time in London in my rabbit hat. It is a good hat. It is here now in Castelldefels, in the next room, resting in a hat box, waiting for the weather to cool down (maybe never).