Went with Dai and his daughter to the Whitworth gallery to see the surrealism exhibition - very impressed again with Gregor Schneider - went into KinderZimmer... very dark and disorientating. Very Batesonian. On the way there, heard a Handel aria which seemed to peculiarly fit the run-down estates of Moss Side. Lots of talking with Astrid about fear. What's to fear?