Thursday night and l have spent much of the day with friends Peter and John looking into hidden corners in the town of Totnes. Finally went into the Guildhall and met the town clerk Rachel. She is blond and about 24? Amazing Jacobean place with oak furniture and dark stone cells full of mannequins - obviously given an ex departmental new life as representations of the poor souls who were locked up in that place. Having - of course - been dragged by their ankles up the High Street first. Apparently you could not discuss religion in public at one time. So me going on about how the Vicar speeds a bit in his car would have led to my incarceration! This town hides its history too well. Someone told me there are 42 tudor buildings hiding behind the shop fronts on the main street. Am tired as did not sleep well last night. Too busy thinking about PhD, lack of work and how comfortable l feel here after ten months. Need more friends and people to discuss my research work with. My partner busy writing school reports and worrying about his own art exhibition in Bath in July.