Sitting in a metal tube waiting to be lifted thousands of feet in the air above the UK. What was it somebody said about flying through the air in an armchair? So it’s goodbye to London for another wee while. Hazy and ND’A were great hosts as usual and the party was a blast. Everything running with the usual D’A combination of humour and efficiency. Back to “Auld claes and purrich” as a wise man once said.
Inktober No 4
Need to take more time with this sketching lark.
