Culture

What a pleasure to meet the mini-cigs and to view some culture with them and their Dad (Lee Miller and Picasso at the Portrait Gallery). The older ciglette seems quite keen on photography and asked Mr A some pretty perspicaceous questions. The little one seemed more interested in drinking his coolaid than in the precious artefacts he was viewing. Never mind, it will come.

The morning was taken up with planning, plus a quick lunch in the National Library. Later on we met O and D (passing through town for an interview) at La Favorita for a pizza. Not our choice. The service was as rubbish, and the food as ordinary, as ever. Funnily enough, the best bit was the wine. But then that was produced by someone else.

But the company was sparkling.