Sunday, 20 May 2012
Went there yesterday. We met at the Troubadour which reminded me of old times - my old friend Graham knew Mike the owner, and we used to drink mugs of cocoa and find leaflets with recipes for petrol bombs scattered about the tables. We went off to the cemetery, but somehow I was not really in the mood for drawing, and produced only a couple of scribbles, while the more professional artists produced some wonderful sketches which were shown later when we met in a pub called the Atlas in Seagrave Road. Quite a good pub, Kate and I had some soup for lunch there. Got home early and subsided in front of the telly. David had been asking me about the style of my chaise longue, so did a sketch of this.