1.1.01.01.019: if you fiddle with things, they will break. don't.

[needshumility]

I suppose I must say some words on my inmate, and his... experiment.

First of all, I did give him permission. It was something he expressed an interest in doing, I intended to be there to ensure nobody got hurt.

Any damage caused to communal property will be rectified. He will be taking responsibility for what his experiment has caused in cleaning and repairing anything that is required.

Any further questions can be directed towards myself.

[Filtered away from Victor]

If anyone has any... conversational difficulties with my inmate, I would like to know. If he is rude, makes presumptions, treats you worse than others - anything like that, I would like to talk with you briefly.

[Private to Una]

I don't suppose... Well, Jane trusts you.

How can I limit my inmate's communications? What are my options?

[Private to Victor]

I'm bringing you some bleach from the cleaning cupboard. That machine will be usable by the time we're done. Then we will have a cup of tea and talk over your list, I think.

[Private to Jane]

I'm having a very long day. [pause. get some nerve.]

Can we make scones again?