'Tomorrow - no, fuckwit, later today, this afternoon or evening, Friday, I'm going to devote my diary to telling the story of the fate of my last play, The Late Middle Classes, and on into the story of what's happening, failing to happen, with my new play Japes (working title). ' But, this being a Simon Gray diary, other avenues, not to mention parks, cinemas, river journeys, theatre outings, hospitals, trains, cars and of course George (the dog) provide an irresistible melange of hilarious anecdote and bleak, black humour. As always with Simon Gray, the elegance of the writing, coupled with his sheer disbelief at what the world throws at him, makes his work a joy to read.