1st March 2007

Today we waited outside one particular room whilst the people inside covered up various bits of hardware and notices with post it notes. We were then allowed in a 20ft sq sealed area , obviously a space where cleaners don’t’ go, paper strewn everywhere, with two shirtsleeved men working in it. A ladder to a support cell connecting hatch and a very aesthetically inhospitable space. I spent 15 minutes making a few photographs, mainly of the ladder, and of hardware with sticky notes on it. One of the men left, the other sat and watched me, waiting for me, observing what I was doing, before he could turn his monitor on again. On leaving I thanked him for allowing us in, he said ‘ no worries’ but as I was talking to Kenny about the room opposite [ we were waiting for the keys to turn up]. The man started talking to us. ‘ For my part I didn’t want you here, you are shooting with wet film ,and having to take the film off the premises’. Me, “yes there is some trust involved here. Matthew and the powers that be are having sight of everything” HIM’..’ we don’t trust anyone here, its our job, we aren’t part of anything that goes on here and are in this room by grace and favour [ by which I assumed he was **** ***or similiar]..nothing personal, but we work with nasty bastards everyday and are trying to delay the inevitable happening, sooner rather than later. The work you are doing may put you at risk…before you go into the next room make sure it is all hunky dory..no disrespect to him [ he pointed at our guide] but he doesn’t know what is what in there and you need to be prepared. We then found more neutral conversational ground and talked about cameras, what they used to use [ RB 67’s] and with lots of “cheers mate” ‘s he closed the door with a bang.

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