Quiet day at work with lunch at the Chop House. Strangely bumped into someone I knew who lives nearby. Romy inspected the boat we chose for an outing, and it passed with flying colours.
I was having a very bad time with this perfectly awful painting, but have now given up completely. I may return, like a dog to its vomit, but since the proportions are all wrong may try again another time.
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