I took my husband on a birthday treat this week – going to the ‘eat-in-the-dark-restaurant’, Dans le Noir.  And yes, you do, really eat in the dark. Pitch blackness, fel bol buwch. Ed was a little surprised at the choice, but I had been thinking about exploring different senses in my work (could we use touch to explore fragments, what would eating in the dark for the last supper be like?), and there’s nothing wrong with a little multi-tasking, I thought.....