Sunday, July 1


Another dreary day in London sees a white, overcast sky. Madeleine and I go for a walk to buy the Sunday papers and have a coffee/ treat at Cafe Costa on the high street. Madeleine spots: "teenagers, dad!" and we discuss what they are up to and why they are delaying the queue. I send Madeleine on an infiltration and she returns breathless with the after-action report: "love!" I ask what else: "kissing!"

Madeleine shows off her work from The Art Yard. She says art is her favorite thing.