PP8, Curwen Studio

Stanley, Libby and the Piper archive (only Libby's on the left but I couldn't put my name before Stanley's!)

Poor Charles was absolutely horrified because we had to leave at 8.30 this morning which meant getting up in the dark with the resident Film Farm owls (real ones, not just a BBC sound effect) a-hooting. A somewhat chilly morning and it took Libby a good 10 minutes to scrape the ice off her car windows. Anyway we succeeded in setting off almost on time and arrived at Curwen Studios, Chilford Hall, just outside Cambridge a mere 5 minutes late.
Stanley Jones, a legend in his lifetime, possibly the most important man in the history of printmaking in the 20th century, was the sweetest, gentlest, most modest of men and absolutely captivated us. He is also, fairly obviously, hugely knowledgeable and seemed delighted to see the Piper archive which he discussed in detail in a very approachable manner (i.e. without being unduly didactic). We left the Studios absolutely over the moon with our filming work.
But rather chilly after the insidious creeping chill of the Studio. Sainsbury's appeared to be about the only quick option available so Charles devoured a hot panini whilst I embraced a large cappucino. Then on to Aldeburgh, but by this time it was dark and we were driving along narrow country lanes with no lighting, no cat's eyes, lots of scary wide lorries and it has to be said that Libby was by this stage a decidedly unhappy bunny (unlike yesterday).
However the hotel was great and a reviving glass of red wine soon did the trick.