I got up early, my head aflame with thoughts which I fully expected would be put out in the cold wet of the morning. I dressed quickly, putting a number of spare smiles in my pocket in case someone knocked on the door with an image of acid rain dripping on calcareous rock. June followed me downstairs even though we had invented a number of extra flights in the night and had no idea what we would find at the bottom - as it turned out it was empty except for a waterlogged chair and the business card of the Creature from the Black Lagoon. I went out into the garden covered in soil while June went out on her own for the afternoon. She knocked on the door at the end of it and I let her in through the window.