30 April

T and I were standing in a garage type thing with bookshelves and I saw a mouse on the shelf and he couldn't see it so I pointed at it. All of a sudden it took a flying leap at me – right at my face – and then I couldn't see where it went because it didn't hit me. Then I turned around and we saw it sitting on the carpet. Little fat mouse.

We were then at a horse show with the rest of the family. It was raining and we were sitting in the grandstand watching showjumping. I had to beat this girl on a black horse. I was on a grey one for Novice Championship. I won and Dad was telling Grandma that AW said I was going to be great one day and she started crying cos she wouldn’t be around to see. T was just silent and watching.

J told me this man had a pool so I went to visit it and saw it was a half pool which turned into the sea and it was a bit rough that day. I saw a mother and her daughter in her twenties coming around the rocks at the end so I helped them (they had just arrived off a plane) and took them inside then back down to the pool/sea for pizza. There were two and the daughter took a slice and I said to her 'why did you choose the Kiwi pizza? You've just come from there!'

Then later I was in a forest and a man told me Chris Martin lived there but all I could see were trees. He pointed up to this tree that looked all windswept and I saw all these journalists and photographers stepping down the trunk coming from a press conference up there. Then Chris came down and said 'hi T, come on up' and I went up to his tree house. He showed me the walls (just bits of wood) that had pen scribbles on them like some bad drawer had tried to do and said he had had a designer do it. And then he took me out back to his deck in the canopy where we drank in the sun amongst branches and leaves and he hit on me and I giggled.