Saturday morning

I went down Portobello Road early, to buy a new straw hat for tomorrow's Christening. It was beautifully sunny. The market was heaving with people as Ramadan is over. Passover and Easter yet to come.

The depression has mostly gone today. I'm not one for interpreting dreams but last night I slept well and dreamt I was in my Art Nouveau building (a regular location for me). Normally I am in the restaurant but last night I started looking around the other rooms. I suppose this means its time to move on and explore other things.