Aki up at 0800…I lay in for a bit. Eventually rose around 0900 and porridged. We walked to Finsbury Park station, where we parted company…Aki heading for Tate Modern, while I took the Piccadilly line to Leicester Square to hook up with former work colleague Martin Doughty, whose retirement do I’d missed last month. Met up in Foyles cafe. He looked in good shape…he’d had major heart problems earlier in the year that had kept him wired up in hospital for two weeks. He d also been busy sorting his mum out…and had finally managed to get her in a home a week or so ago. We then walked across town for lunch at Le Relais de Venise, stopping for a photo opportunity outside the Savills HQ in Margaret Street on the way. Parted ways on Oxford Street, and I darted round Selfridges looking in vain for a Pop Trading t-shirt to replace a favourite that went missing over the summer. Bussed home. Posted dad’s LPAs off to the OPG. Aki got back around 1600. Warmed up the last of the chicken cacciatore for dinner. Watched some telly…nice retrospective on British artist Bridget Riley, featuring an interview with Kirsty Wark.
No comments:
Post a Comment