Dear, dear Steven.

Berkoff and I shared a simple yet nourishing repast of a double Sausage Mcmuffin, hash brown and cappuccino. We ate with our hands like peasants, and felt humble and true. This is part of our preparation for today's performance. I feel completely centred and in harmony with the universe. I am ready to give my all. But between you me and dahling Steven, I'm going to need a big shite before I go on. That coffee's gone straight to my third eye.

Another blurry man.