Swimming Pool again

Back to reading with occasional dips to keep cool. Here I am, coming on all Hockney for you. Back to Wes Streeting’s book - it’s a decent story the boy has, and I’ve no doubt he can write well if he applies himself, but this reads like a rush job. Three times he adds “suited and booted” to descriptions of his Grandad. Sloppy!
Later, on with the slacks and crisp shirt and up to Maria’s. The place is mobbed, though we get a table. It’s October! Everything should be quiet and closing down. I blame Brexit.