11 May 1998
Woke up at 8 after just over 4 hours’ sleep. The pain in the lower back is bad so a chiropractor is called. Maybe not such a wise move. There is a pinched nerve and all around it muscles have put their fists up to defend it.
7.50 pick-up for the 5 min drive to the Station restaurant. Pain starting to dominate every thought and move . . . A bad call was to shoot my close-up at 3.30am because by then my brain had gone. I asked for cue cards. First time ever. Horrible experience. But otherwise no scene and a lot of despair. Pain worse and worse. Standing up from the chair excruciating.”

这个翅膀太重了