Cathys car

Padding past the Musée car park this morning I saw
Garage Malet busily loading a car onto their recovery lorry.
Musing as to how a parked car could need to be towed away -
has the mayor introduced draconian anti-parking measures in
the car park? - I saw Cathy Peche. Alors! It was her car.

She'd lost the key.


Anyone in London on May 2cnd has two possible treats - one,
Andrew Logans Alternative Miss World at the Roundhouse and
two, a seminar at University College on Melancholy and Dreaming
in Renaissance Learning.

I think this interminable rain is getting to me. Time to hunt the sun
in London? Pete's back from Amsterdam and says it was sunny
there for the last fortnight.
And today, Larry and Barbara leave.

Fabulous dinner at Tobys last night to see them on their way, thanks
to that girl, and to welcome Peter G back.