Day 9 of install was about those last minute adjustments and tidying the space ready for opening. I spent the morning at home stapling 100 copies of Jack's critical text together and printing off the gallery guide and list of works.
Then I had the miserable job of sweeping the dirty (probably never-been-cleaned-before) floor of Piccadilly Place - with a dustpan and brush. Yep, idiot West forgot to bring a sweeping broom. So on my knees I cleaning (if you have the image of Cinderella in your mind - it was no where near as glamorous!). Finally I taped down the wires on the floor, scrapped the ugly black-slug cable covers and polished the perspex and mirrors.