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He was one of those people you see every day and start to believe you know when in fact you don’t You have the arrogance to believe they’re part of the fabric of your day because you exchange a glance or a smile You feel they have somehow become part of your life when in fact you have almost nothing to do with them and know nothing about them and haven’t made any particular effort with them at all   He had close-cropped hair He had black eyes There was a kind of fluidity to them They were bright, alert, mobile eyes   He swept our floor each day Before the company rehearsed he swept the floor meticulously – I might even say with love It was part of the ritual of the day to thoroughly clean the working space It was part of our company ethic and of the notion we had of discipline We believed that discipline must matter in the kind of theatre we were hoping to create We didn’t think you could just rock up to rehearsal Preparing the space was as important as the rehearsal itself