Yesterday I met a friend for tea and then we went to his house. It is such a cute and charming place. He is an artist and has a really large room with lots of artwork.
I had seen his paintings on Instagram and I really liked them but seeing them in person is quite something. You know that you are looking at something original.
He told me about the birds around his house, a large and expensive flat somewhere around...then it started drizzling and the traffic on Linking Road shone like bits of hard candy.
One of the reasons I am writing about this is because yesterday, the evening was a lovely chit of time. Much will happen. And I will forget that in this muchness, even that kind of evening had come my way.
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