“Sean, I just wanted to message you and say, I thought what you did on Saturday was a complete load of rubbish, I bet you’re the kind of person who gets all excited over that Tracey Emin and her stupid bloody bed, in fact I know you are, where’s the skill in what people like you do!!? People like you make me sick!, everything you do is rubbish!!”

And he’s right you know, it was all about rubbish on Saturday, it is all about rubbish, and the return of Tracey’s bed to the Tate (alongside the brilliance of Francis Bacon) really does excite me enough to make me want to get up, make my own bed and rush on down there to see it again in this new space and all that this returns says about the artist, her art, art itself, about so so many things…