New Year's Day. Slept late - not too late, 9.30. Still have this cold thing with a cough that Celine seems to have adopted,too. Breakfast like pilgrims- bread, Christmas Jam and cardamom tea. I'm still working my way through The Peripheral which fills me with a kind of dread of finishing it as it will make me consider the implications of the Jackpot. Tonight we're going to see Birdman which I'm really looking forward to.