... damp day afternoon ...

Yesterday was wet - very wet - and we couldn't get the car to start - so we didn't go to the cinema - because it was too late to get by public transport - and - it was a long way by public transport - so...

... we went to see a friend of friend's art exhibition - which was linked to an open day of the artists - who have studios on Eel Pie Island - which is famous for its bohemian past - and is an interesting mixture of homes - boatyards and small studios.

It was wet - and I have lost my hat - and the hood in my coat isn't waterproof - and it goes all over my eyes - so I can't see properly and after five minutes - it soaks through - and makes my head wet - so by the time I get to the bus - my hair is wet and it is about this time I discover my shoes aren't waterproof - so I have a soggy sock.

The bus comes and takes us near to the exhibition - we get off and walk by the river - in the rain - with my soggy sock and water starting to go down the back of my neck - making my collar wet. I walk through puddles - I walk through mud and the rain - well rains - that persistent - not heavy - but cold - and damp - and it sticks to you - as my hood gets sodden - and the back on my collar gets sodden - and now both my socks are sodden - sodden the lot of them (new English epithath).

We find the studio - which is in what was the stable - of a museum - near the bridge to the island - and I am impressed - very large abstracts - well displayed in a large room - I liked a couple of white painting - which seemed to illustrate a misty landscape - both sold - as had much of the exhibition.

We drank wine - and talked - and drank again. A little later we walked in the dark over the bridge to the Island and saw glass work and pottery. We bought glasswork - for older daughter and pottery. We went home - to warmth and dryness and relaxed - talking and watching TV. Quite an enjoyable day.