Well that was better. The three of us who didn't have to go to work today walked back down the hill for Greenwich Fair: street circus (second extra is Company Satchok's Sisyphus), street dance (third extra is House of Oak and Iron; see also Tivoli's blip of another performance), a giant puppet walking the square, more dance, more circus, some very well-judged slapstick that managed to say so much that we needed to discuss it in the pub afterwards... We walked out of only one performance and went to another twice.

The brief blurb in the programme about Black Victorians felt a bit worthy to me at first: a dance that emerged out of photographs of Black people in Britain in the 19th century, dressed up, as was usual in Victorian portraits, in formal poses and stiff European clothing. But what they did with it was excellent. Here are two audience members, taking their seats long before it started. My first extra is part of the dance, after what is beneath the black crinolines has been revealed.

Watching this dance in front of the Cutty Sark added a whole extra level. The Cutty Sark was a tea clipper, built 60 years after the Slave Trade was abolished, but it was most certainly part of the same exploitative colonialist trading system that had made Britain so wealthy. You couldn't help but think...