Sometimes Keats and Chapman were force to draw in their horns due to lack of income. At such times they restricted themselves to a single treat or excursion per month. This arrangement worked well enough apart from one consideration - at any one time Keats and Chapman always seemed to have interests or hobbies that were greatly different from each other's.
Take, for example, the time when Chapman was interested in avant-garde Japanese cinema, and Keats in the art of bullfighting. That month, on the very same day, there was a screening of classic Japanese erotic films at the town hall, and a demonstration of tauromaquia in a specially-constructed ruedo at the town park. Each was avid for their going to watch the thing that he was passionate for, but they decided to toss a coin for it. Keats' called heads, and heads it was, so off he went to the box office for the tickets.
He returned not only with tickets but with a poster for the event which he displayed on the wall of their shared apartment. It proclaimed that "6 Beautiful and Brave Bulls - 6" would be fought in the Portuguese style (which is from horseback) by Don Angel Peralta and his brother Don Rafael Peralta, and had what looked like an oil painting of one of those gentlemen, lance in hand, on a prancing stallion.
On the day before the bullfight Keats was diverting himself with an airport novel, which might have been a Dan Brown, and Chapman was reading the local evening newspaper. Suddenly he sat up straight.
"It looks as though we'll be going to see the Japanese films after all!" he exclaimed.
"What's that?" said Keats.
Chapman pointed to an article in the paper saying that concerned citizens along with a national Animal Rights group had petitioned the local council, as a result of which the bullfight's performing license had been revoked and the ruedo was being demolished.
"Ai - no corrida!" cried Keats.
"I don't understand you," said Chapman to Keats one day. "You take your sweetheart, the lovely Miss Fanny Brawne, on a romantic weekend in Wales, and then you abandon her in Cardiff's shopping centre while you go off on a tour of the local brewery!"
"I'll take Brains over Brawne any day," said Keats.