Often licked, never beaten

Story of my life.

I went up to the Royal Academy to see the Angelica Kauffman exhibition only to find it closed due to a private function. Bastards. I resorted to wandering around soho and buying beans in the Algerian Coffee Store, which is a magical place. Then coffee in Dean Street and beer in The Shades on Whitehall where I caught up with The Dizzle. This was a bad move as my children go out of their way to get me drunk. They literally pour beer down my throat against my wishes. Still it did give us a chance to catch-up. He works long hours so isn’t often free.

Met a man from Texas in the pub, a young man interested in inequality in the coffee shop and the ice cream man whose arm is pictured here. Ice cream vans are getting scarcer. The old ways are disappearing…